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Itachi Uchiha X Hussy. Chubby Reader!

Warnings: Slight Yandere!Itachi, Stalking-ish (Watching her every move by his crow), Blackmail-ish, Manipulation…?, Unprotected sex, Dirty Talk, DDLG, Strangers to Lovers….?, Blowjob, Protected Anal sex, Praise kink…?, Caught-ish, Public Display, Confession...?, Possessive!Itachi (Just can’t handle seeing his boo with someone else), Size kink...?. Basically, NSFW. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Also be mindful that I didn’t really mention much of the reader’s appearance (Besides she’s female) since I wanted to keep it vague for everyone to relate as much as possible, though it is definitely for the more voluptuous side of ladies. 😊

Please be mindful that all photos are not mine, but the making of the collage is.

MINORS DNI!!!! 🔞🙅🏻‍♀️ If you’re not comfortable with this, please ignore!

Itachi Uchiha x Hussy. Chubby Reader! How she happened to stumble across the strange man one night while engaging in a late-night activity. Calmly waited in an empty cubicle while checking herself in a little pocket mirror, with a lack of a bra, she wore a size smaller crop top tee, low waist booty shorts that did little to conceal her pudge's tummy and obviously fat fupa, and thigh-high socks with the sexiest high heels that highlighted her legs. Personally, she looks hot.

When she hears knocking, she smirks, smugly licking her lips.

"Right on time," She murmurs, making her way to the locked door and opening it to grab the strange man's sweatshirt, yanking him inside and pinning him to it. Now, the dude was an average person in his early twenties who appeared to be a boring guy.

"You know the rules," She said, slowly backing away and promoting the hem of her shirt in a teasing manner. "Anal only."

Before fully lifting up her shirt til her breast slips out.

Quickly they lock lips with each other, tongues wrapping around one another while caressing his cheek.

“Ahn~!” She moans, drawing away when feeling her sensitive nipples being pinched. In a split second, she wrapped her arms around him, her shorts around her knees as he rested his hand on her chubby hips.

“Mmm… Fuck, my ass is aching for your dick.” She pants out, drawing a hand behind her and to her ass where she stuffs two of her fingers inside, prepping herself. She continues to kiss the man, slowly pulling him close to her wanting him.

Sitting on the toilet seat legs wide, ass and pussy on full display with no pants on, she seductively taunts the guy, “Alright cutie, shove that thing in me~”

Prompting him by using her hands to spread herself wider to see her gaping hole.

“Mmm… Show mommy how big you are~” Licking her lips at the sight of the tent in front of his pants, fantasized about how big his cock is until… “Oh… Wow…”

She was not expecting it to be so small much to her disappointment, quickly changing her demeanor as a fake smile spread on her face.

“You like that?”

“Oh yeah…” She plainly said over the guy's ear. With a neutral look on her face as he fucks her. “You’re so good...”

What was supposed to last 30 minutes ended up finishing 5 minutes after sensing he cum. Pulling out and discarding the used condom, she seductively goes and toys with her ass.

“You still got 25 minutes left. Don't you want to keep going?”

“Nah, I’ll be late for my next mission.”

“Oh okay.” She disappointingly said as he get ready before leaving.

After a few minutes of refreshing herself, she walks out of the bathroom stall and heads to the mirror to reapply her lipstick.

Well, that was boring, another day and another boring guy using her for his own sexual pleasure. Sure she likes being used and all, but she just wishes she could find someone who was more…exciting.

Quietly wondering if what she was even doing was worth it.

“Pardon me, but what’s a girl like you doing in a place like this?” Suddenly sensing a shadow towering over her she quickly turns around.

Standing in front of her was a handsome-looking man with enchanting crimson eyes that almost seemed like they were glowing underneath them were long tear troughs. Having as well long jet-black hair that was pulled back in a low ponytail with long center-parted bangs. Overall he looks casual wearing a black shirt and pants and sandals with white leggings over them. Yet strangely he seemed to be wearing a black cloak with red clouding on them.

“My apologies, sir. I guess I was in a rush and went the wrong way. Silly me. Well, I should be leaving!” Trying to compose herself from being caught she cheerfully puts on a fake smile switching to her fake innocent persona before quickly grabbing her things and walking past the cloaked man.

“I see you put a front wherever you are. Always so polite and helpful to others. But then again, I doubt being so naive enough to make such a silly mistake.” She pauses for a moment, turning around to meet those eyes again, making her take a step back.

“How dare you speak to me that way!”

“You’re in the business of serving people, arent you? Giving them what they want. And I want something.” He said, ignoring what she said.

“Hey, listen to me! You don't know the first thing about me! Thinking I’m some hussy.” She screeched out, stomping her foot as she slowly lost her temper.

Yet he remains calm.

“Oh really?”

In a blink of an eye, he was close to her, leaning over and whispering in her ear, “You’re right. I don't know the slightest thing about you. Besides the fact that you live two different lives. One of them is helping your parents by working in your family's Dango shop, acting all sweet and innocent with a lovely smile on your face. And the other…” He pauses for a moment. “Hm. A naughty side, that would bring shame to one's clan.” She gasped, seeing the once crimson eyes with black comma patterns were now changing right in front of her eyes into a pinwheel shape.

Suddenly she could see everything he was saying, whispering every single detailed description in her ear of what no one should know yet she could see it play out in front of her. It felt like she was in a dream, one so real she thought she was really there.

Until finally coming back to reality, “How did you know it was me?”

"Let’s just say you stand out around here." He indicates while trapping her against the counter his hands resting on each side of her head. Watching her eyes wander to and away from his stare until eventually, with begging eyes and her hands clasped in a pleading stance, "My family - They can't know. It would ruin them, our business, and my family's name. Please, I'll do anything."

When she felt this strange man move close to her, placing his hands around her waist and down to rest on her ass, she gasped but cut herself off.

"I'm not one of those delicate chunin boys you select. I don't want a piece of the full thing, no-I want the entire thing."

She bites her lower lip as her body starts to tremble from the proximity of his body to hers, from him fondling her ass, and from his shameless statement.

“Where do you want me?” She shyly asked, clinging to his arm.

He backed away from her just enough to glimpse those innocent, doe-like eyes of hers and said, "On your knees."

Crouching down on her heels, she was met with an undeniable erection that was pushing against the fabric of his pants.

She gasped as she scooted closer, unfastened his belt, and saw the length slip effortlessly out in front of her.

So close to her face, and close enough that she could lean forward and use her lips to touch the quivering member if she wanted. And believe me, she does.

"I’m safe." When she looks up at him with lust-filled eyes, he utters it out while turning away. "I-I may not be big like the man you've slept with, but I will satisfy you." He spoke tentatively, still not looking at her surprised expression.

"W-Who hurt you?" She murmured this while stroking the thick member as she heard him sharply draw in.

Was he a moran? He had such a magnificent dick, so long and fat with him only being a foot away she could just lean forward and kiss the flush head.

Closing her eyes, she moves in close to the length and kisses the leaking tip before trailing kisses here and there all around the girth until finally reaching the base of his cock while looking up with those innocent eyes.

She drew away and gulped down the lovely man's entire length till it reached the back of her throat and back out after keeping him in for a solid minute with saliva trickling down her chin. As her tongue aggressively travels out, lapping his balls while deepthroating him, he couldn't help but lean on the counter to steady himself. The delightful heat travels up his body every second as he attempts to relax himself.

He was a patient man by nature, but his curvy beauty always puts him to the test. While he longed to appreciate this moment, he also sought to maintain his cool so that he didn't lose control.

Yet he has no shame.

The way her eyes rolled to the back of her head when he grabbed the back of the curvy beauty's neck as she continued to sloppily deepthroat the strange man's dick while grazing the member here and there made his mouth drop open slightly. Secretly loving the roughness that added to the sensation and brought him closer to the edge.

However, as much as he would have liked to cum in the curvy beauty's mouth, he refused.

"Ahhh~" She breathed out, her eyes rolled back, and a satisfied smile spread across her face.

Taking her by the hand, he sat her down on the counter and fondled her breasts, making her gasp.

"It appears you like it when a man takes advantage of you, exploiting you in ways you could only think of. Isn't that why you're here? You don't want just any man to ruin you. No. Just that special one." He muttered huskily over her ear, his hands expertly wrapping around her plump hips and settling on her ass.

"That’s not true, that's not true at all -!" She gasped, cutting herself off from the feeling of thick fingers kneeing her cloth cunt, rubbing into her wetness before drawing back and holding it up.

"Completely turned off, huh?" He scuffs lightly.

"Be quiet." She panted weakly.

She wanted to get even with him and was about to smack him but was stopped by him catching it and pinning it above her, trapping her between him and the cool sink.

"You're in no position to make any demands."

"And you are." She fires back.

When she noticed a little grin on his face, she gave her best bitchy face.

"I believe so. If you'll allow me, that is." She experienced a chill when he moved in close to her ear and spoke in a gruff, naturally deep voice. When she doesn't respond, he gently lifts her chin to face him, and she swallows hard.

"Hmmm... perhaps I'm getting ahead of myself." He said aloud as he started to pull away but was abruptly halted. He was delighted to see the curvy beauty holding onto his robe with tears welling up in her eyes.

"No! It’s alright!"

Her eyes widened from her unexpected outburst. She covered her mouth as humiliation overtook her. He chuckles, his hand failing to hide the faint smile appearing on his face, sending her heart racing. He draws her in close to his broad chest.

"Well then. Who am I to object to your wishes?" He commented, peering out from under her neck with a smug smile on his face.

Suddenly and expertly, the strange man flipped her over and had her lean against the sink counter with her shorts hanging around her buck knees, exposing her throbbing ass and sopping pussy.

"Even though you've made this unavailable to your customers, you want it, don't you?"

"I've never felt this-," she said, trying to glance back at him in a haze.

She abruptly cuts herself off, gasping at the startling sensation of something thick slipping in between her folds.

"Keeping this all tight for me?"

Itachi took cruel pleasure in watching her shake at the slightest brush of his dick running down along her entrance and pressed in hearing her yelp every time his tip brushed against her clit. “Do you think you're ready to take me, my pretty?”

She honestly doesn't know what's wrong with her. It’s not fair how her hands can't help but get sweaty when not even a few minutes ago she was cursing at this attractive man and now her heart is fluttering by that stupid pet name as she begs him to fuck her while trying to lift her hips so the heaving rod can just slip inside.

"Yes, sir." She eventually blurts out.

Not fair that he stands so close behind her with such a low voice grazing her ear while without warning, he thrust into her, slow and deep. Plunging full-length into her warmth and all the way down til it brushes against the entrance of her cervix.

"AHHH!" She moaned, back arched and eyes slowly rolled to the back of her head as she unknowingly was seized by the strange man's muscular chest, trapping her between the cold counter and his hot body while he slowly thrusts his hips against hers as one of his hands travels up and caresses her plump face before leaning it against the bathroom mirror. If anyone was around, they could have heard her loud, enticing shrieks, leading them to their fuck fest.

Finally pulling his upper body away, he began to move his hips faster watching the way her cunt gobbled down his dick over and over again.

‘It’s official, I’m a slut.’ She thought to herself. Believing that she hit a new level of low, allowing this attractive man to have his way with her, free of charge to keep his mouth shut. And right where any man could come in and see. She was scared to be caught yet also excited.

God, every time he slides in it felt so fucking good~

She cries in ecstasy from the sudden smacks her ass was receiving. Smack after smack echoes through the empty room and not too far along her whines and whimpers. Shockwaves after shockwaves of her pussy spasming around his length making the silent man grunt at the tightness as he tries to pull out.

Wrapping their hands together, he brought them up to knead her breast while he caress and toyed with her doughy side.

“Ahn!” She gasped, suddenly feeling the stinging of him giving her what no client is allowed to do. “Noooo…” Give her hickeys.

She could feel her thoughts numbing and fading into bliss as she continued to make sounds that a stupid bimbo is meant to make on her night out, which is getting her brains pounded out in a cramped public bathroom.

“-Nngh!” She lolled out, eyes slowly crossing.

The mysterious man began to move his hips faster watching through the mirror the way her free breast swayed by the force of his thrust. She felt so good, the way he rolled his hips against hers caused her greedy cunt to leave a nice ring of cream around the base of his cock.

“Already creaming? Well, aren't you a dirty girl, huh? A slut disguised as a lady or is it the other way around?” His vein hand that was teasing her other breast slowly made its way up and around her neck in a nice firm grip tight enough for her to understand he was the one fucking her, no one else but him.

“Yes, I-I’m a dirty girl! I’m daddy’s dirty GIRL!” She suddenly screeched. The tears that glossed over her eyes slid down her cheeks, smearing her caked face.

She was a mess, her once dolled-up face was ruined with tear streaks running down her cheek, and her once glossed-up lips were now swollen and smudged from the passionate kisses they’d shared, and from sucking this beautiful man off, she must look like a mess to this man. If only she knew how pretty she looked in his eyes.

Until unexpectedly, the strange man pulls out and turns her plump body around, setting her down on the counter with her lower half hanging off, setting one of her legs over his shoulder and spreading the other as far as it could go to get better access.

"Mhm!" As soon as he slipped in, they both gasped in ecstasy.

Hours passed as they made sweet, passionate love, taking her in many positions that made her question her flexibility. Pulling out, he turns her around to face the mirror again before wiggling her backward to snuggle up close to him. Catching a whiff of his cologne she felt herself becoming hazy as he lifted one of her legs up on the counter for support and lined her on top of his length. Shushing her gently as he heard her faint whimpers, he held her chubby waist for support while massaging her breasts and leaving trails of sloppy kisses all over her neck and bare shoulder as he made her cum once again.

Before taking her in another position. Still staring ahead in the mirror, she notices multiple hickeys on her neck, shoulder, and breast, but she doesn't have time to react because he cups her face, linking their lips together as their bodies remain intertwined together.

"Bend over, beautiful." He instructed.

Guiding her forward and face away from him, he bent her upper body down till she could see her knees, restraining her arms behind her back with one hand while sliding his cock back inside her eager hole.

She couldn't take it anymore, stuttering out how lightheaded she was while feeling the blood rush to her head and how deep he was penetrating. Having to loosen herself from his grip to support herself by touching the cool restroom floor.

Begging and panting for more.

Until finally being in a carrying position. She clings to the attractive man with nothing on except her thigh-highs and a barely hanging heel. Though he was in no better shape than she was, with lipstick marks on his neck and shoulders and around his mouth and lips, his pants hanging around his ankles, his cloak and shirt discarded somewhere, leaving him naked with arms around his neck and legs wrapped behind him, he lifts her completely off the ground while thrusting inside her.

‘Yes, this is what I want. This is what I need.’ She thought and kissed again. Each kiss feels better than the last, and their kiss grows deeper.

"My girl," The handsome man declared, making her pussy flutter around him at the idea of being his girl, his good girl. And he was aware of it.

"Yeah? Like being mine? My good girl. How about that? My good girl, my good girl, my good girl…" He chanted as he dragged his cock into her writhing walls, making sure she felt every inch of his length.

She nodded, feverishly nodding her head in approval, whines pouring out of her mouth. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and her tongue lolled out as drool dripped from her mouth.

She couldn't envision this man saying these embarrassing things, but he did, and he said them deliciously with pride.

He paused, smoothing aside the damp hairs from her forehead before continuing.

"Do you want me to cum inside? Speak up, like a big girl. Daddy loves it when you use your big girl words." He purred, stroking her cheek and staring into her sex-dazed eyes.

“Y-YES! Yes, Daddy, I want you to stuff me full of your load -Nng!”

He chuckles as he hears her feeble whimper and sees her teary eyes. Her arms clutch his shoulders as she looks him down with gritting teeth and tears-shedding eyes before eventually feeling shy and attempting to avert her gaze yet he didn't allow her to, cupping her face and keeping her gaze on his.

"Cum with me," he huffed, drawing her face close as she nodded. They were in a trance, staring into one other's eyes and panting as he looked between her eyes and lips, touching her bottom lip before gripping the back of her neck and drawing her close for a passionate kiss.

Bouncing her on his cock, over and over again, until she notices his heartbeat rising, his length throbbing, and his breath quickening when he rips away. Fucking her fast and hard, growling in her ear about who treats her well, who fills her up like this, and who makes her cum this fucking good. And all she could say while sobbing against his mouth was that it was him, and only he could make her feel good, and of course, they both ate it up.

Their bodies stutteringly clung to each other as he thrust into her slowly and deeply, cumming. She brushes his wet bangs away and puts his face in the crook of her neck, watching his body heave as his hips thrust lazily upward while firmly holding her body close to his so she doesn't collapse.

Slowly setting her down on the counter after a few minutes yet she still clung to the man in front of her with those big flirtatious eyes, peering naively up at those glowing red ones while pouting.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing…” Looking down to hide her embarrassment, but he reaches his long finger out and beneath her chin, gently lifting her face to look at him. Silently ordering her to speak.

"So that's it then. What’s the point of all of this? For you to just leave?" It’s so unfair." She murmurs while clutching his cloak and turning away from him, not wanting this man to see her cry.

"Enough now. Have I not tormented you enough?" He was hesitant to turn her head to face him, gently cupping her chin, seeing tears running down her cheeks and staining her once dolled-up face, and he wiped it away with the sleeve of his coat.

He focused his entire attention on her. He’d never witnessed her being that submissive. Her lips were swollen from kissing, and her face was heated to the touch with half-lidded eyelids. In all honesty, she was a mess, but to Itachi, she looks absolutely stunning right now.

"Will I ever see you again? -Only if you want to...! She paused before continuing, suddenly aware that she was yelling at the stranger. " I-I mean…"

He pulled away from her to redress himself. He smiled apologetically, occasionally massaging the side of her thighs just in case she had a cramp. "We'll have to wait and see. Until then, take care of yourself."

She cries out to him just as he is about to take another step.

"Wait! Before you go, what is your name?" As she waited for his response, she sheepishly covered her chest with her discarded top.

"It's Itachi," he said, casting a side glance.

‘Itachi~’ She touched her chin and nibbled her bottom lip.

She liked how his name sounded coming out of her mouth.

Itachi made his way to the door of the restroom, where he stops to clarify something.

"By the way, no fooling around. If what you said is true in the heat of the moment, then your body belongs to me. If I find out you forgot, I won't hesitate to remind you." He said, exiting the restroom, leaving the curvy beauty speechless and awestruck after him.

Did that just happen? She had never experienced anything so vivid, yet so dreamlike at the same time. It felt so amazing that she was already missing the mysterious stranger.

As she was getting dressed something slips out of a piece of clothing and fell to the ground leaving a clinking sound after it. Kneeling down and picking up the object she observes the metal ring with the crimson center with the writing “Shu” on it. Flashbacks of the familiar ring flood her thoughts from when Itachi had his hand wrapped around her neck as she face the mirror.

He wouldn't mind her keeping the ring as a memory of their nightly passion, would he?

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“There you go, enjoy your meal.” She said, bowing with a kind smile on her face before leaving.

It had been weeks since their encounter, and she had returned the next night, waiting for hours to see whether she would see Itachi again. She eventually gives up and realizes that she will never see him again.

Carrying the tray of Dangos, she headed to where the cook said the diner sat until noticing the familiar ring on her right ring finger.

She had been so attached to him in such a short time that she did not dare or intend to revert to her old self. Surprisingly, swearing not to sleep around. Sure, it was entertaining for a time, but when Itachi claimed that she was his, she couldn't help but smile.

"Sorry for the wait! Please enjoy your..."

Moving aside the short noren curtains, she abruptly halted in her tracks and noticed the familiar red cloud pattern noir cloak on the person she had assumed she'd never see again.

‘No way... It’s him. Itachi!’ She dashes back inside, hiding behind a wall, nearly knocking the sweets off the tray she was holding.

‘Hopefully, he didn't see me.’

She wants nothing more than to run up to the mysterious man with open arms and kiss him passionately before clinging onto him while telling him how much she missed him and how she's been such a good girl since their lovemaking.

But she can't be ecstatic, at least not in front of everyone. Yet, if Itachi truly wanted to see her, he knew where she worked and where she met for pleasure, but he didn't, leaving her to wonder if it was all a dream (when it wasn't).

Easing her nerves, she took a deep breath before making her way toward him.

“H-Hello,” Showing her best fake smile, she places the sweet treats down next to him, before tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. If he wanted to keep what they had a secret, so be it. She was used to this.

“Enjoy…” She mutters out, giving a faint smile before turning back so he couldn't see her smile fall.

She'd never felt so nervous before. The suspicion that he is lying to her in order to get his way with her and, as a practical joke, going where she works and claiming not to know, it hurts. However, before she could go, her hand, which was holding the crimson ring, was seized, keeping her motionless.

"So, as you predicted, we meet again." He whispers in her ear, causing her to gasp and hide her heated face with the tray in her hand.

"I-I should leave since others are waiting for their meals." She averted his eyes as she said that.

But Itachi would not let her.

"Look at me." He coos, his breath tickling her sensitive ear as he drags his finger up the side of her face, bringing her close to meet his.

Taking the dish from her and dumping it someplace near them, he immediately had her under his spell.

“What’s the matter? Why is the pretty girl pouting?” He teases, showing a faint smile. “Don't play with me, Itachi-sama. I thought we wouldn't see each other again and that what we did was just a one-time thing.” She hissed out, struggling to get out of his grip.

That made his brow twitch.

“Don’t you miss me?” He smirked, ignoring her feeble attempt and comment.

Which only seems to irk her.

“Did you?”

If only she knew, how long Itachi had been silently yearning for the curvy beauty. Observing the way she works at a local Dango shop and how she approaches every customer's table sensually, swaying her hips from side to side as she sets their treats on the table while wearing a smile and innocent-appearing eyes, and then makes her way away to take the order of another customer.

He wanted her to leave lose the phony image and show her true self. The confident, brave, and sexy woman who does not take crap, is an overly eager hussy and appears to become bashful and pouty when her Daddy is not there.

Or so she thinks.

For Itachi, he kept assuring himself that what he was doing for months was for her sake and would not interfere with anything she did, only observing her every move. Keeping one of his crows following her wherever she went.

I mean, was she that gullible?

She didn't seem to care about her personal safety.

Wearing the sexiest, tightest-fitting clothes imaginable so late at night. What if something went wrong? He’s not shaming her in what she wears -no, he just doesn't trust the outside world. If you think this man is insane now, just wait till something intervenes with her safety.

He'll be there in a heartbeat.

It was almost as if this was a test. A test to see who could deliver her the pleasure she wanted and deserved. And a test to see how long she could tolerate being with other men before being taken away by him.

To bind her solely to one dick.

His.

So, when she asks if he misses her, the answer is yes.

He was drawn to her piercing gaze, then to her lush, slightly parted lips in a cute pout, as she bit her bottom lip as noticed where he was looking.

"How about I show you how much I miss you?" He charmingly smiled, leaving her flustered and stammering.

"If you think you can just walk into my life and expect me to just-" She abruptly responds, slamming his chest to vent her annoyance, but stops as Itachi clutches her wrist. "W-what are you doing?" She stutters, feeling his warm fingers trace her arm till they lock hands.

"I believe this belongs to me." He stated this while staring her down and bringing their linked hands between them, revealing the silver ring she cherished.

Of course, he would change the subject.

“I found it.” She calmly said, trying to regain herself by pulling her hand away and behind her body.

“Of course you did.” He grins, surprisingly leaving the ring on her finger. “Keep it. I have another one.” Itachi already knew she'd take the ring, deliberately leaving the silver ring where she could see it, imbuing it with a very special seal.

“And let not forget you putting the honorific ‘sama’ after my name. It hurts my feeling when you said that…” He said, drawing her close and seductively whispering her name with the honorific ‘chan’ right behind it.

“S-Stop it, Itachi! I’m working right now. Everyone could see-” She whispered shouting while backing away from him.

"-that didn't stop you last time. Remember, pinned down on the counter while-"

“Shut up!”

He can't help but tease the curvaceous beauty. It's amusing to see her become flustered and embarrassed while attempting to fight him back. It's cute.

“Ssshhh…Relax.” He cuddled her and brought their foreheads together to soothe her down. Of course, it eases her. She clung to his cloak and gradually gave in to her loneliness and longing for him.

"I really miss you." She whispered sheepishly, biting her lip and looking at him with hungry eyes.

"I'm sure you did, Love. Have you been a good girl since I left?" Itachi knew the answer but wanted to hear it from her.

"Yes." She pants out, already forgetting where she was as she clings to Itachi's arm.

“Well... Are you going to let me reward you for being my good girl, or are you going to be a brat once again?" He stated this while arching his brow, but before she could speak, he cut her off. "I'll give you two options: tell them you're on your very long break or go back and serve with me gone." He left it at that.

Itachi slips the dango from the dish and begins to walk, leaving her there with no time to evaluate her choices.

But you already know which one you'll go with, right?

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peppermint-monster · 2 years

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Masterlist:

Demon Slayer-

Arrange Marriage Sanemi Shinazugawa x Chubby Reader!

My Hero Academia-

Mezo Shoji x Perv. Chubby Reader!

Ex-Husband Izuku Mirdoriya x Chubby Reader!

Tamaki Amajiki x Bully Chubby Reader!

Haikyuu!!-

Ennoshita Chikara x Perv. Chubby Reader!

Hetalia: Axis Powers-

Workaholic Russia x Chubby Reader!

Hellsing-

Alucard x Homeless Chubby Reader!

Naruto-

Itachi Uchiha x Hussy. Chubby Reader!

Please note that none of the artwork is mines but the making of the collage is.

#Masterlist #plussizefics #chubby reader #anime x chubby reader #anime plus size smut #fanfiction smut #chubbyfics #plus size reader

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peppermint-monster · 2 years

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Workaholic Russia X Chubby Reader!

Sadly Tumblr wants to be mean, but that's fine, hopefully, this won't be flagged. if curious to see the whole photo here is the link. 😊

Warnings: Mentions the use of toys, Mentions Oral (Male receiving), Pet names (Little Sun/ Sunflower/ Lion/ My Love/ etc...), Mean Russia (At the very end), Dirty talk, Somnophilia, Masturbation (Female Solo...?), Touch Starve Reader! (You just miss your Giant Hubby). Basically, NSFW. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Also be mindful that I didn't really mention much of the reader's appearance (besides she's a female) since I wanted to keep it vague for everyone to relate as much as possible, though it is definitely for the more voluptuous side of ladies. 😊

Please be mindful that the photos are not mine, but the making of the collage is.

MINORS DNI!!!! 🔞🙅🏻‍♀️If you're not comfortable with this, please ignore!

Translation: (Forgive me if the translation is incorrect since I did use google translate).

Solnishko - Little sun

Moya lyubov' - My love

Podsolnukh - Sunflower

Seychas - Now

Lev - Lion

Da - Yes

She adored her husband and everything he had done for them. Sure, he appears to be a scary, intimidating man that many have pitied her for marrying, but she did not mind. Because in her mind, she has such a thoughtful, compassionate, gentle giant, who would bring her a single sunflower every time whenever he was away while explaining the meaning of the plant. It was really romantic, and she cherished those moments.

Poor baby even struggles to wake up in the morning and it’s so adorable~<3

Already out of bed and making breakfast she notices he wasn't up and climbs back into bed, wrapping her arms around his chest feeling his warmth before waking him up, and if she did not succeed she’d physically dragged him propping Ivan upright in the bed still in a daze with a bedhead and bedsheets creases on his face and body making her chuckle before walking out to the kitchen to finish packing his lunch.

Starting off his day, Ivan goes to his little sunflower where he wraps his arms around her body and rest his chin on her head. Just watching her do her morning routine before sadly groaning softly before leaving her there with a loving kiss on the forehead.

The whole cycle repeats again.

They have their own way of showing affection, which she didn’t mind. But it became a problem, he has become such a workaholic.

Crashing on the couch anytime he arrived home late and then leave so early that she only ever sees him if she stays up late. And that's a HARD maybe.

And she didn’t mind at first, not until it got in between her and her man’s sex life. She needs her daily dose of vitamin D.

She missed the old days when he would sometimes bring her to the world meetings, sitting right on his lap which was embarrassing since everyone was just staring at them but Ivan would calmly pet her head while listening to the conversations all the countries were saying.

He would even bring her a coloring book if the meeting was taking too long or she’d be on her phone ‘cause if someone tries to talk to her like the last time Mr. Russia himself would not hesitate to cut a bitch.

“Solnishko, I’m home…” Sluggishly Ivan whispers, closing the door behind him.

The moment Ivan walks through the front door after being gone for two weeks, she could not have moved fast enough.

Running up and jumping into his arms, barely being caught, Ivan laughs slightly as she wraps her legs around his waist and buried her face in his neck. He honestly thought she would be sleeping now since it was almost 4 in the morning.

Yet knowing he was on his way after such a long job, she stayed up until she heard the door being open. She just needs to be sure she wasn't imagining all this, burying her face in the crook of his neck she took a deep breath inhaling the mixture of his manly scent and cologne he always wears while running her fingers through his blond locks.

“I missed you too, podsolnukh.”

She couldn't even say anything, simply peppering kisses on his face. The smile on his face says it all, how happy he is to finally be home with his little sun that loves him dearly.

"Seychas, seychas, moya lyubov'," He says while setting her down on her feet but still kept a arm around her waist for physical contact. "I need a nap before I am able to do any of that, little one." He softly smirks at her pouting lips and glistening eyes. He moved closer, as if about to kiss her, seeing her moving in to feel her husband warm lips against her, she close her eyes while prompting up on her tiptoes.

She looks so cute waiting patiently for her husband to kiss only she’ll never get it. With a smudge smile he backs away when she open her eyes, torturing his sweet wife even more.

Upset for being tease she playfully hits him on his chest while he just chuckles.

As he begins to move more into the house she clings to her husband's side, arms wrapped around his bicep, while looks up at him ever so longingly, frustrated and whimpering to herself "I've been so lonely without you, but I understand you've been really busy. So get some rest, my love. We’ll continue when you are well rested."

That kind smile that came with a head rub made her want to melt where she stood. Oh- how touched starve she was for her husband. How he gave her a passionate kiss with those chapped lips of his before walking to the bedroom while saying goodnight.

After a couple of hours of doing housework and being alone while obeying her husband's wishes, she couldn't help herself, the urge to go and at least join him while he sleeps was too strong, so she snuck into their bedroom and was about to dive in and snuggle her cuddly bear until fully stop.

Staring right back at her was a barely covered Ivan sleeping peacefully in bed, laying face up with his blanket strewn almost to the ground, wearing only his boxer shorts, which showed such a nice thick bulge.

It seems like she wasn't the only one missing her lover.

She kissed his broad chest tenderly, just enough to hear a faint grunt slip from the snoring man when he stirred slightly. She slowly gripped the waistband of his briefs, tugging from the front until his dick sprung free.

She moans silently, chewing her bottom lips as she skillfully strokes his length. Smearing the leaking bead of pre around the tip of his cock.

He wouldn’t mind her having a taste of her treat now would he? It has been two full weeks without pleasuring herself with such a tasty treat. Plus she has been a good girl, waiting patiently (until the last few hours) so he could get some rest so he surely wouldn’t mind her having just lick even if he opposed, right?

🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻

"Ah~ What are you- Hmph!"

Not even a few minutes in, did a raspy, drowsy morning voice rings throughout the semi-silent room as he awoke from his deep slumber, it was like music to her ears. From the loud sucking and moaning he had heard, as well as the waves of sensation surging between his legs all through his body.

His words come to a halt as he feels her tongue run down along the middle of his balls while she furiously stares into his eyes.

"I couldn't wait any longer. You needed me." She blurts out sluggishly, sucking in one of his balls to her mouth while rapidly pumping the throbbing rod.

Ivan was considerably more sensitive than he realized, heavy and sensitive as a result of not having enough time in between trips to milk one out. Besides, he would rather stuff his wife.

His hand reaches for her hair, wrapping it into a makeshift ponytail as another wave of ecstasy rushes through him. He just needs some way to calm himself, he doesn’t want to hurt his curvy beauty his how rough he unintentionally is.

"What do you say when you want something?" He lets out a groan. Silently cursing in Russian as his big frame hunched forward over hers.

"I want it. Now." She stated this while licking the pre-cum droplets dripping down the tip, sucking the thick member till she was halfway down.

The sensation of his cock head splitting open her lips and to warmth drives him wild.

Gazes up into those lovely eyes of his, she moans breathlessly around his member making him throw his head back and gutter out a shaky sigh. Slowly they were both becoming delusional.

"D-Don't look at me." He spoke softly. Suddenly, feeling embarrassed when casting his eyes onto his wife. Seeing her with no remorse or regret on her face as she goes down on him. Leaving sloppy wet sounds echoing in the room. he was about to use his scarf to conceal his flushed face until he realized he wasn't wearing it, forcing him to use his hand as a substitute.

It was shameful and thrilling to have been awakened by such a sinful act, though leaving Ivan feeling vulnerable yet arousing at the same time.

When Ivan suddenly shudders violently, his cock twitches into her greedy slurps ready to release two weeks worth of load when quickly she pulls away from his dripping member. Sensing him needing to breath a second, faintly a breathless “thank you” slips from his heaving body while watching pre-cum spill from his weeping dick.

She couldn’t help squealing to herself for having such a cute husband and dick. They both being her personal playthings to toy with.

Though all thoughts aside she quickly lays next to him while wrapping a hand around the base of his cock and run her tongue along his prominent veins.

Having her Russian man screech while gripping the bedsheets beside him.

Such a big cock he has, long and thick with such an angry red tip that belongs to her. How she would sometimes wear lipstick to suck him off and mark what's hers. Kissing his lower tummy on occasion to sign off on her work. Throughout his length seeing smeared lip shape lipsticks and hickeys plus teeth marks on his inner thighs and hipbone. It was just her and her husband's dick little secret knowing this kinky side of his.

And his breeder balls? To his delight, she was fondling them nicely in her mouth, tongue swirling around on ball before going to the next while gradually pumping his heaving rod from the base all the way up till she was just about to reach his weeping tip before stroking right back down.

Bullying the poor Russian man, when all he just wants is you to milk him good.

"S-Slow down, podsolnukh. I’m going to cum. Cum on your beautiful face... No, I don't want to do that!" He stutters out, shaking his head from the lewd thought as his hips kept thrusting upward and into her soft hand, oblivious to his antics.

Such a hypocrite~

Her stomach flutters with every stroke, he always seemed to unwind when his balls are being caressed. His once playful, carefree demeanor melted away and turning to this desperate and submissive side.

Hm, cute~

“It’s ok, baby. Do it, I want you to let loose. Cum on me, I won't let you go until then.” She cooed, giving him a loving smile before kissing the twitching member and eagerly burying a hand between her thighs, touching her neglected clit, too hook on sucking her favorite toy.

Ivan shakily lays a hand over her head, sheepishly succumbing while weeping from having his balls being sucked on, dick lying flat on her face as thick loads of cum spurt onto her pretty pink tongue just as she pulls away. Ivan, whom is still in a daze of mind, stares at her.

She should have been ashamed of herself for keeping her tongue out to capture every last drop but she wasn’t, more like ecstatic that she was finally able to taste him.

Basking in his afterglow, Ivan watches his wife show off how much cum she captured on her tongue before gulping it down and showing her now empty mouth before flashing him that lovely smile, making his heart skip a beat.

"Did I do good?" She asks hesitantly, her eyes filled with love for her hubby.

"Yes, so good." He sighs, petting her head and looking at her affectionately.

Until he quickly changed his demeanour, seizing her by her chubby cheek with a hand, forcing her to gaze at his terrifying countenance. "But if you wake me up from my sleep again, I'll punish you, da?"

Letting go of her face to pinch her cheek.

"B-But I miss you." She pouts, clinging to her lover, unaffected by his stare. Which he knew, letting out a sigh before smiling and letting go of her face.

"Well, I guess welcome home to me, da?" He chuckles making her happily nod, kissing his chest, wanting to be near him.

"But, considering it's been weeks since we last did it, I'm guessing we're not done yet. Hm? …What’s this? My~ Aren't you eager, my poor solnyshko, da? Already wet by just sucking me off?" He laughs, bringing his hand between her doughy thighs and stroking her cloth cunt, which appears to be seeping through.

“Tell you what, you have 5 second to take off your clothes before I decide you don't get to cum, da?” The moment he said that, she didnt have a chance to comment how impossible that was before he started to count down. Making the curvy beauty frantically try and remove her baggy shirt and cozy socks before having her hands on her panties wasitband, until…

“Da?”

Before he could get to 5, his phone that was on the nightstand began to ring.

Now it wasn't his fault he got a call from his boss just as she was taking off her panties, but still, she wanted to just grab the damn thing and yell at them for bothering them this early in the morning.

But he makes it up, placing the phone between his shoulder and ear while sitting on the edge of the bed beside his curvy beauty. Holding one of her legs wide open as she runs a cute fruit-shaped vibrator that he’d bought her after their marriage for moments like these over her clit while his other hand was preoccupied, messy thick fingers stuffed in her mouth to keep her cries at bay.

And if she had forgotten he was on a call, he would not hesitate to grab that cucumber-shaped sex toy, placing it on the highest setting and leaving it on her already abused clit as she squirmed in distress. Her pussy contrasts around nothing as she nearly chokes on his big sausage fingers that's stuffed all the way down her throat while she tries not to vomit.

"Gimme what I want. Give it to me. Give your big, strong Lev your all." She gave in with a meaningless nod. Allowing the burning, overwhelming heat in her belly to burst. As her vision fades to white, her body shakes violently from wave after wave of bliss coursing through her.

Eyes glossing over and tears in the corner of her eyes as she moans, oblivious to the fingers covering her mouth as she squirts all over the bedsheet and his thigh, staining his boxers while he just grins, a proud look in his eyes as he switches the setting to low before pulling away when she couldn't squirt anymore.

Placing a thin blanket over her body, he kisses her on the shoulder before standing and becoming this serious scary man and walk away to his office while speaking in Russian to his boss. And judging by how he’s yelling, it wasn't good.

God, does she love that man.

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Arrange Marriage Sanemi Shinazugawa X Chubby Reader!

Warnings: Handjob, Mean! Sanemi (For the most part), Pet names (Princess, My Love, etc...), Degradation, Humiliation, Masturbation (Solo Female), Unprotected sex (At the very end), Blowjob, Dirty talk, Confession, Jealousy-ish Reader, Cheating...?, Thighjob, Rejection...?, Caught, Mutual Masturbation. Basically, NSFW. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Please be mindful that all photos are not mine, but the making of the collage is.

MINORS DNI!!!! 🔞🙅🏻‍♀️ If you're not comfortable with this, please ignore!

Arranged Marriage: Sanemi Shinazugawa X Chubby Reader! Who to her parents, Shinazugawa was the ideal man that they’d picked for their daughter, well business-wise at least.

Her father became good friends with a man called Ubuashiki Kaguya, who made an arrangement for her to marry one of the Harshira’s when she reached a certain age. Not knowing about this agreement until it was too late.

In front of her parents and herself were Ubuashiki and the man whom she promised to marry, Sanemi Shinazugawa, who was kneeling next to her father's friend. When first meeting him, she could say she was intimidated by his appearance, having many scars scattered on his face and down his body, trailing down and hidden from sight by his uniform. He was definitely the opposite of her, with a rough, muscular body with numerous scars scattered around, while hers was far smoother and soft to the touch, with only stretch marks here and there. Yet she didn't seem to mind.

She quickly averted her gaze, and her face became warm the moment she saw his bloodshot eyes stare back at her. Oh no, she was caught!

“Hello, I look forward to getting to know much more about you.” As quickly as she turned away, she quickly turned back to his eyes the moment she heard his voice. Oh, how deep and smooth it was. She could feel the tingling sensation between her thighs with every word he spoke, not that she was paying attention.

As far as she knew, he seemed like a respectful, calm, collectible man, almost what one could call an ideal gentleman. She doesn't know much about what her father supported, just that he could at least protect her from what lurks in the dark.

Forcing them to spend more time together. She cries out in response to her father's unexpected action; shoving her through the other end of the sliding doors while closing them behind her.

She was forced inside the room, hitting a wall that seemed to be tipping down with her as she braced for impact, squeezing her eyes shut until she collided with the solid figure, which she now sensed felt warm. She used her hand, which was clutching what she wasn't aware was a piece of clothing, to feel whether what she was thinking was true.

She gasps from feeling her hand being slapped away from what she didn't know was Sanemi's face.

“Get off of me!”

“I-I-I’m so sorry-”

Using his other hand, Sanemi places his hand on her face forcing her to move to the side.

“I’m sorry!” She bowed from where she sat while seeing him move farther away to another set of sliding doors, that he laid down on his side facing what she just noticed was one of the entrances to the courtyard.

It was silent for a moment before she finally dared to speak, “It’s such a lovely day out, such a nice breeze we are having today don't you think?” She awkwardly said, crawling her way towards Sanemi until she was next to him. Glancing down at him, she saw how he just lay there eyes closed with a hand supporting his head. Seeming to not pay too much mind to her.

“Say, do you hear that? That sounds like a bug's mating call, right? I read something about that though I'm not sure” She shyly chuckles, still not getting a peep from him.

This led on for a few minutes, her anxiously trying to carry out a conversation that he didn’t seem to care.

“You know…you could ask me a few things. Nothing is out of reach.”

“Is that so?” She was shocked to hear him suddenly speak but quickly smile while nodding encouraging him to continue.

“Well how about shutting up.”

What did he say?

“I-I’m sorry?”

“Do you not shut up for one second? Can't you see I'm not in the mood to play pretend? So why don't you do what I say and shut up.” He said, glaring at her.

“Well, you don't need to be so damn rude! I just thought, what you said in the meeting was actually true!”

“Yeah, I don't give a fuck about the meeting.” He scoffed.

She sat there, eyeing that man she was going to marry, shocked by what he said as she heard shuffling coming from in front of her. As she was about to tilt her head to look at Sanemi, she felt a painful pressure in her chubby cheeks jerking her forward to face those dull, bloodshot eyes of his.

“Let's get one thing straight: this is nothing more than an agreement between Master Ubuashiki and your old man. Nothing more, nothing less. I don't see why the Master chose me to babysit such a spoiled rich brat who hasn't lifted a finger throughout her life.”

Sanemi Shinazugawa was the exact opposite of what she expected. His once respectful, well-spoken, calm demeanor quickly changed to this sadistic, rude, incompetent, threatening, and many more things that she could go on and on about a man who stared at her as if he despised her.

“We would be nothing more than strangers who happen to be married, so don’t go making some plans. Got it.” Right as he told her that, he pushes her away making her stumble backwards and fall flat on her ass. Tears gather in the corner of her eyes while she moved away from the grumbling man as she tried to stop her tears from falling while silent ok’ing.

Sanemi's personality changed not too long after her father and Ubuashiki arrived, becoming the same gentleman that they both appeared to know.

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“You look handsome, my love.” She whispers as they walk down the aisle.

Not being able to help but gawk at what her husband was wearing. I mean this if the first time seeing him wear something besides his uniform.

“My love?” Noticing his disturbed expression, she shyly nodded.

“I just thought, since we are newlyweds, we could give each other pet names. Is that alright with you?”

Staring at where they were walking, Sanemi quickly strained out his disapproval.

“We haven't even left the damn ceremony yet. There's no need to call me a stupid pet name. Just call me by my birth name.” He grumbles out, shooting her a quick side glance before looking forward and speed-walking out of the temple.

Pain shot through her heart at Sanemi’s words, trying desperately for this marriage to work, but for that to happen, both parties must work together... right?

Well, even if Sanemi isn't having it, she definitely plans on trying.

Going one day to the demon slayer's headquarters.

With a nervous expression on her face, she wiped her sweaty hands on the side of her kimono before properly holding the carefully wrapped desert in her hand.

She prayed that Sanemi would be grateful for what she has done, maybe go out of his way and say how he loves her before giving her a kiss on the cheek -Ah get a grip girl. This is just to show him how she’s not a spoiled brat that doesn't know anything (when in reality, he caught her red-handed though she plans on proving to him that she could improve and so could he).

Making his favorite that she secretly found out by Giyu. She’s done everything from scratch, waking up before dawn and starting baking, trying her best to make something she knew little to nothing about, making multiple trials and errors.

Finally making some that looked fairly good, she couldn't help but bring some to her husband while being unaware of how she looked, having red bean paste smeared on her forehead and her hair loosened from the tie she had worn.

There he was, her husband, sweating his ass off while training young swordsmen to what she could see to death. Yet he still look as handsome as the first day she met him.

She stood in a corner waiting for them to take a break until she was sought out.

“Who is that?”

“Why is she staring at us?”

“Should we say something?”

It got to the point that even Sanemi seemed to notice that everyone was talking about something, which was pissing him off since it was disturbing his lesson.

“Oi! What the hell are you whispering about? ” He hissed, heading to the gossiping slayer, who quickly cried out, “N-Nothing sir, just wondering who is that!”

Sanemi was confused by who they were talking about, so he glanced behind him to see who it was.

For a second she saw a shocked expression on his face, before quickly changing back to a scowl. Shyly waving at him, she was about to say something to Sanemi as he was coming this way when she was cut short by him grabbing her sleeve and dragging her to the sliding doors she came from.

“What the hell are you doing here?!?”

“I-I came here to give you something.” She said struggling to keep up with him.

“Whatever it is could wait.”

“But it's something I think you would like.” Calmly collecting herself, she takes out the wrapped up ohagi. “I made it myself, I hope you like it.”

“I don't have time to play games.”

“But this isn't a game, Sanemi. Listen I mad-”

“Enough!” He shouts out, not taking count of what he has done. Slapping the wrap treats out of her hand and to the ground spilled some of them in the process.

“You look a mess, coming to this establishment so filthy and for what to give me something? Go home and clean yourself up.”

Tuning out whatever he was saying after that, she kneeled down picking up what was left. She felt her face heat up, as embarrassment overwhelmed her. Glanced up to see some of the female slayers chuckling.

“I’m sorry for disturbing you. I’ll never bother you again.” She whispers out, her voice trembling as she stands up and quickly closes the door behind her.

Slowly walking to the entrance, she stops her track when seeing the same group of girls walking by.

“Can you believe what happened? Was that girl confessing to him? That was pathetic I tell you.”

“Tell me about it, the way he just threw whatever that was she made to the ground.”

“And her weight. You could tell she's not a slayer. Where did she come from actually.”

She was disappointed to know that no one seemed to learn about Sanemi and her relationship. And how these girls could just judge her without knowing her. She grew irritated with herself, putting up a front from her father and the corporation, and how it was obvious that Sanemi would never love her. Clutching the smashed up homemade goods she was slowly losing faith.

“Well now, what do we have here?”

The hairs on the back of her neck stood up. She hadn't even noticed someone sneaking up behind her. She slowly backed away, looking up to see who it was.

Towering over her, was a 6ft white hair Sound Hashira who was looking back at her. Glancing towards the laughing group of girls, seeming to notice what she had heard. Not wasting a second, he heads to the group of girls who seem shocked when they notice him.

“You there, watch how you speak about others. You do not know anything about that woman you are speaking of.” He narrows his eyes, speaking with such calmness that had those girls apologizing. “As punishment, you are to do 500 pushups.”

She was shocked by what she heard, it was nice of him to do that but at the same time, she didn't need someone's pity.

“You didn't need to do that…”

“Nonsense, that was unflashy of them to say to such an adorable woman.” Uzui smile. Noticed what was wrapped in the curvy beauty's arms. “Say what do we have here?”

In a blink of an eye, she was shocked to see that the man had the bag she was carrying.

“Nothing something dumb that I made. But don’t worry about it, I plan on throwing them out so please y-you don't have to-” Before she had a chance to persuade the flamboyant man to not eat the ohagi, he quickly took one of the treats and plant it in his mouth.

“Hmm, not much flair on how it looks but it definitely has some spice to it.” He said, giving her a thumbs up with a cheeky smile.

No one has ever given her a compliment like that. Sure she has maids to compliment her but it always seemed forced, and she never had any friends so that was also a no. So when this white hair man with such a peppy attitude said that to her, her heart couldn’t help but beat fast.

“Well, I’ll let you go. Now don't go wandering off. Until we meet again.” He said, patting her on the head before walking away.

“Ok… see ya.” She was in a daze, while watching him leave. But couldn’t be more happy that she found someone that somewhat liked her.

With a smile on her face, she happily walked away unnoticed by her, that a certain Wind Hashira was eavesdropping.

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He was pissed. Far beyond it.

Those fucking glances they would give to each other just pissed him off.

It made Sanemi's lavender eyes bloodshot as he watched his dear wife enjoy herself in the little outing that members of the higher ranking were exclusively invited to, primarily with a certain slayer.

On the other hand, she seems to have noticed Sanemi’s quiet demeanor not daring to ask him why or look at him, instead focused on the person sitting across from her.

When she first came to the outing, she was speechless and in awe of meeting the Harshira’s one by one, til meeting Uzui, the sound Harshira. Shock that she was able to see him again.

“So we meet again.” He said, giving a crooked smile before winking at her. As they stood side by side, she took note of how his height towered over Sanemi's.

She greeted him back, noticing how her body was reacting: goosebumps erupted as a shivered run down her spine from his light touch, her nipples erect and a tingling sensation between her legs as he walked away.

She wasn’t surprised when hearing he had three wives, in fact she would have been shocked if he was still single.

Glancing up she was met with Sanemi’s stare, yet he didn't seem embarrassed that he was caught more like happy. Silently giving her a look she wasn't all too familiar with.

“Oi eat up, you seem much thinner from the last time we met. Here, eat this. You know what they say, the healthier the woman, the better fertile she is to have many young.” Uzui whispers, handing her a few slices of meat that he thinks she'll like.

Blushing from what he’s said, she hope no one heard that.

“Thank you.” She shyly said, taking a sip of the bitter sake that she wasn't used to as she caught Sanemi's eyes following her every movement. She was grateful no one was questioning why she and Sanemi weren't sitting next to each other.

Like she promised she would never interfere with him again, going out of her way to not be known by him when in closed door, and if needing to be together in occasion like this in particular she would sit the far opposite of where he was, but it seems this is not working for Sanemi.

“Excuse me.” Getting up from where she sat, she looks away from Sanemi's direction, not daring to look him again as she fixes her kimono before hurriedly running along out of the room. Pressing her back against the wall, she breathes out long shaky breath to calm her nerves. Honestly not knowing why her heart was beating fast and her legs were already ready to buck.

Caught in her own little world, she didn't notice the sounds of footsteps coming her way. Gasping as she turns the corner to be met by scary looking Sanemi, who pressed her soft form hard against the wall.

“San-” Before she had the chance to say anything, Sanemi’s hand reached for her mouth, covering it with his palm while moving his other hand up to his lips and signal for her to be quiet. Quickly she nodded in response, scared of what he might do to her. Keeping his hand over her mouth, he placed the other on the wall beside her head as her heart began to beat faster as his face got closer.

“Don't provoke me, I promise I won't be gentle if I find out you and Uzui have something.” Looking him dead in the eyes his jaw clenched as he finally lets go of her before walking away from the scene.

What the hell just happened?!?

Walking back to the little outing, when she open the door and was about to make her way back towards her seat a hand took a hold of hers.

“Ah, what are you-“

As she was about to say something to the person, she notice it was Sanemi who had grabbed her, side eyeing her before looking away and dragged her to the opposite side from where she sat and right down to the one next to his.

Not once saying a word. He took a plate that happen to be near and begin to grab variety of food around them before placing it down next to her.

“Eat up.” Was all he said while drinking down his sake. Not once looking her way the whole night.

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As she lay in bed agreeing with herself on how much she loathed Sanemi, the events of that day swayed her from sleeping.

Remembering how he'd pinned her and how close his strong body was next to her, how she'd caught his manly aroma for a brief second, how his hand felt on the lower part of her back when he lower her to sit that set her body on fire with want and desire. To this day, she can still feel the warmth of his body.

She buries her face in the pillow and screams into it before peeking out. She shouldn't be lusting over that jerk of a husband she has. The way he would look at her, as though he despised her. Or just plainly ignore her like she didn’t exists.

It's not fair. Why didn't her father or even Mr. Ubuashiki give her Uzui, who treats his wives right with such love and care for one another, like a big happy family. Anyone could tell he satisfied Makio, Suma, and Hinatsuru emotionally, spiritually, and... sexually.

She can't help but feel envious, envious of Uzui's love for his wives. I mean, she's a female with desires, and to make matters worse, after being married and expecting them to start their new relationship, Sanemi just took a shower and went to bed next to her without even saying goodnight.

Did he have no sexual desires? Or was he seeing someone behind her back? She was too afraid to approach her husband about these allegations. As she pondered these thoughts, her hand couldn't help but delicately brush her exposed body while burying her face in the pillow she was clutching... Sanemi's pillow, to be precise.

She didn't need him. She knew how to tend to herself way before even meeting Sanemi.

Her fingers grazed against her delicate skin as she imagined those large muscular hands that could manhandle her. Her body slowly began to heat up at the notion of his hand toying with her, spreading her slick fold and assaulting her swollen clit exactly like she was doing, while he praised her body as if she were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

She takes a deep breath and shifts her position on the futon, lowering the side of her robe to knead her breasts. Her index and middle finger would pinch her tender nipple so lovingly as soft whimpers echoed throughout the darkroom as she strained to spread her legs wide while thrusting two fingers deep within her cunt, right up until a knot formed inside her.

She leaned her head back against the pillow, eyes closed to focus on the waves of pleasure shooting through her arched body all the way down to her curling toes. As the knot was quickly becoming undone, she drew her hand away, not wanting to cum too fast.

A heavy sigh leaves her lips as she whimpers to herself while gripping the same pillow she was holding before to get a whiff of the lingering scent she missed. Going back to playing with herself.

“Hm... Uzui~”

"What did you say?!?" In front of her, a hissing sound can be heard. When the sliding door opened to announce his presence, it startled her.

Her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked up to see her husband standing there glaring at her.

"How long have you been standing there?" She cleared her throat, trying to ignore the heat that crept up to her cheeks as she struggled to hide her exposed body.

"Long enough to know who you imagine when I'm not here," Sanemi growled, glaring at his unfortunate wife.

The whole time he’s been there watching her, it was an accident at first. Just gotten home and was going to take a bath when hearing the curvy beauty in bed, peaking through the crack of the door, her face buried in his pillow and her hand between her thighs.

Let’s face it, Sanemi hasn’t had sexual relief in such a long time, just hasn’t had the time with everything going on. So he couldn’t help himself from palming his already hard cock. Just seeing her nude body and the way she knead her nipple while fucking herself was making him go insane. Everything was going perfectly until, "…Uzui~"

Then, all hell broke loose.

As she strained to respond to Sanemi's words, her lips opened and closed like a fish out of water.

"Why so embarrassed? Just a second ago, you were touching yourself with the thought of a married man." He snarls, sinking to his knees and stalking towards her. The curvy beauty scurries back as Sanemi grabs her robe collar and brings her in for a fiery kiss.

Sanemi's tongue entered her mouth, exploring every place he could reach until his lips grasped her tongue, sucking the smooth muscle, and she moaned in surprise. Her thoughts became fuzzy as she resist him, clutching the front of his uniform, until feeling the heat from his body engulf her nude one. Finally succumbing as he lowered her down on the bed, lifting her chin to get better access. Their bodies begin to melt into one another.

A loud whimper escaped from her lips as she began to buck her hips, craving some friction between her thighs. He bit her bottom lip before trailing down his down along her nude neck, peppering delicate kisses on her chest.

Feeling self-conscious, she shyly began to place her hands between Sanemi and her chest, until feeling pressure on her wrist, staring down, she noticed that Sanemi was glaring at her as though telepathically daring her to cover herself in his presence.

She quickly moved her hands away, slipping them around his back, wanting the physical affection from this touch-starved man.

She gasps when feeling Sanemi's tongue lap over her soft, sensitive breast, nibbling and sucking every spot. She ranked her fingers through his hair as the Hashira eyes slowly rolled to the back of his head from pure bliss.

His hand went lower too, gliding his finger over her slit, somewhat troubled by the fact that she was wet already. Harshly, he scatters kisses on her breast, not caring if he hurt her for a second since he plans on relieving her by toying with her pussy.

“Ah, it’s not fair. Why am I the only one naked? ” She whines, sucking on Sanemi’s thumb, which he seems to be enjoying the sight of.

Staring at the pouting curvy beauty, Sanemi grumbles to himself before quickly removing a bit of his haori with the assistance of his eager wife.

She bit her lower lip, staring longingly at her husband, in awe at what was in front of her. Scares cover his whole body, from his big chest to his naked feet. She delicately traced the fading scar on his lower tummy, unable to control herself, but her hand was snatched away from his chest and dragged forward to face him as she did so, glaring down at her.

"The hell are you doing?"

"I just wanted to feel." She says, trembling, a little startled by his unexpected tone. Sanemi's hand, which was clutching her wrist too firmly, made her grimace.

"And why would you want to do that?" He says, narrowing his eyes.

"Because... I think you're beautiful!" She blurts out, startling the demon slayer. He covers his face with his hand, as a flush spread across his cheeks.

"Damn it... You're so dumb." She sobbed out his name as he slid his fingers inside her, fingertips gleaming with her juice as he parted her folds, eager to see the pulsating bead.

Her thighs strained as he stroked her clit, rubbing slow rhythmic circles over her clit, making her quiver and clutch the teasing arm, but he stayed in place, pinned her leg down and prevented her from shutting her thighs. The long, drawn-out flicks that he was providing abruptly changed to quick strokes, with the occasional slap to her clit. Which was making her to jolt in his grip.

"Stop it, Sa-nemi. I-I want to take care of you as well." She whimpers, her fingers trailing down to the bulge in his pants as she gently pushes him away by his chest. She pouts, staring at him with her doe eyes as she unbuttons his trousers.

She couldn't stop herself from worshiping his member. He had a magnificent cock, around 7 inches long and uncut. Having a fairly decent girth with a nicely trimmed white patch along the base.

She stroked her fingers along his cock's veins, admiring how much pre-cum was leaking out from the red-sensitive tip that was driving Nemi wild. He had too much pride to cry out in absolute bliss as his pretty princess tormented his tip, stroking over and over again against his pisshole as he growled, pushing his hips away when she stuffed her finger within his foreskin touching the base of his tip.

Pulling his hand away from her insides he then begin to tease her bud.

“Ah, no... Come closer. Nemi~” She whimpers, helping herself to caress his hips, wanting him back where she could touch him. Stroking the heavy rod again, following the rhythm that he was touching her.

With a smile on his face, Sanemi was happy to know that his wife was ravishing his form with her eyes, watching him intently, barely blinking as she bit her lower lip. Though he had to admit, he was also liking the view in front of him much more than he anticipated.

She arched her back and placed her head back on her pillow, forcing him to swallow his saliva as he inserted two thick fingers back inside her. Picking up the pace, fingers curling as he drew them out and spreading them wide when they were in.

He saw her legs quivering against his thigh and used it as a cue to speed up, pounding harder while thumbing her clit.

"Hmm... No." She shakily exhales, on the edge of using her other hand to nudge Sanemi closer, much to his confusion.

She didn't waste any time staring up at her lovely husband's eyes as she bent forward to the throbbing member, lapping around the leaking tip like it was her favorite lollipop, bobbing her head down till she was halfway down.

That was enough for Sanemi to not be able to hold back, a moan slipping out as he used his free hand to cover his mouth, slowly a blush crept across his face all the way down his neck.

As her eyes were slowly crossing, from the sensation of Sanemi’s thick fingers scissoring her greedy cunt and his musky scent, which she had never really liked until Nemi’s.

Was he working out before all this?

She just hoped he was by himself and not with some other woman, because if so, she’d seduced him to not go back, suck his dick every morning before he left, and greet him when he came back with a nice proper pussy fuck while praising him for all the hard work he'd done and afterward, a nice home-cooked meal.

What is wrong with her? The once 'I hate him’ demeanor quickly changes when he kisses her.

Was she always this desperate?

Drawing away with a strain of saliva connecting her luscious lips to his fat tip, she stares at Sanemi while fondling his fat balls.

“What with the pout?” He hissed out, his balls tightening from how sensitive they were.

“I wanna kiss.”

“Is that so?” He snorts, watching her tease his length before he draws away. “Then beg for it.” He groans, gazing at her lips that were practically almost touching his.

“No…” She moans as he stares at her seductively.

“I’m not going to kiss you unless you beg for it like a good spoiled brat does.”

“You’re so mean...” She pouted, clinging to his body while tucking her head between the crook of his neck before the words slipped from her lips, saying what she craves.

“Please, kiss me. Sanemi.”

“Again.”

“I-I can't. It’s embarrassing…!” Right as she finishes saying those sentences and plans on clinging to him more, she feels him cup her face, squishing her cheeks together.

“Again.” He emphasizes, moving his face closer to her with those signature eyes of his.

God did he look hot.

“And why don't you also say, my love, just like you did at our wedding.”

‘Ah, he remembers~<3’

“Kiss me, m-my l-l-ove.”

“Hehe, good job.” He said, his breath brushing against her lips as she trembled from the sensation.

"And now for your prize." He slammed his lips against hers. As his tongue wrapped around hers, sucking the wet muscle, her mind began to go blank. She pulls away, lightly pressing Sanemis' shoulder, a strand of saliva linking them as she hurriedly whipped her mouth, unaware that her nose was bleeding.

“God, you're so cute…I could just eat you out.” He smirks while wiping the trail of blood from under her nose.

“Don't you mean you could just eat me up…”

“That too.” Surprised by her husband's words, he kissed her again while bringing her legs together.

“Hm…look at you. I’d say you want more, don't you.” He slips out hurriedly from his pants, shifting her legs upward as best as he can to her chest as she grabs Nemi’s pillow.

“Yes,” She sluggishly said, too drunk on pleasure to care what was happening.

“Just kissing wasn't enough?” He snorts, slapping his length between her slick folds before putting pressure against the entrance.

“No.” She sniffed, burying her face in his pillow. Deliciously inhaling his manly musk that lingers on the pillowcase.

“I should’ve known I would have my hands full with you. A spoiled brat, who's gonna get the worst punishment yet...” He teased, smearing his length with her leaking juice before drawing away, much to her dismay.

Sanemi drank in every soft moan she drew out when thrusting between her velvety thighs. His nose nestled in the crook of her neck, her scent invading his nostrils, not being able to control the moans that slipped out of his mouth.

Jealousy alters his entire evening solely to exemplify to his wife who she should be craving. Just the thought of her calling that damn Sound Hashira’s name while touching herself pissed him off. He was such a hypocrite to say they are nothing but strangers yet the moment her eyes begin to wonder, Sanemi’s has a whole hissy fit for her attention. Which he would never say out loud.

His cock throbs with every thrilling protest and moan she dares muster in an attempt to escape his grasp. She was well aware that it was meaningless. Leading her into a moaning frenzy, absorbing anything Sanemi decides to offer her.

Until she had enough, in a desperate need of release, whining feverishly his name and running her hands up his scarred arms and down his back, tugging him forward in a tight grip.

“Quit whining,” Sanemi hisses, taunting her as he grabs hold of her arms, pinning them over her head to stop her from touching him.

“I-I wanna cum...” She whimpers.

Sanemi nibbled at her earlobe as he continued to thrust between her thighs, his rough thrusts becoming more irregular and uncontrolled, pushing all of his weight down onto her.

His girl, his spoiled little brat, belongs to him and no one else.

“That’s not gonna happen.” Grunts filled her ears as those rough, thick fingers of his gripped her chubby cheeks again, wanting—no, needing—her to make eye contact. Before sliding the other down to her soft tummy to pinch and squeeze her chubby side.

She mewled, as her gummy walls contrasted around nothing, not finding it fair that he was having all the fun while she was suffering.

“No…!”

“Shut up, this is your punishment. You wanna call out another man's name while touching that sluty whole of yours. So you don't get to feel your fat cock brush against your insides. -Hm? You like when I said your cock? Seems you like taking ownership of your things. Too bad that is not going to happen. This cunt is MINES -this whole body is.” He growls lowly, digging his fingers in her soft flesh, making her yelp in protest.

Sure, he was mean to her, but she couldn't help but agree with what her husband said.

I mean, the first time that she met him, she instantly fell for him. She just couldn't help it, wanting to smother this man with love and affection when she saw his scarred body and those enchanting eyes of his.

Her body belongs to him and she hopes his body belongs to her.

Getting a better angle between those doughy thighs of hers, Slinging her thighs over his flushed shoulders. Shit, it felt like Sanemi was on cloud 9 with how soft her body made him feel. It almost feels like he was humping a pillow (forgive me for this imagery).

Her eyes slowly flutter shut as she allows her body to submit to the pleasure, pussy clenched around nothing as his cock slipped between her slick fold, brushing against her clit over and over again until her cunt couldn't help but squirt like never before. She whines and babbles uncontrollably, as she shyly covers her face, embarrassment waves through her when she hears the sound of Sanemi laughing. Making her spam so hard as her thighs grasp around his member while she grips the bedsheet under them.

"What's the matter, princess? Your pampered cunt can't control itself? What a pity. You just look so stupid right now." He breathes heavily against her ear. Submitting to his obnoxious words and brutal thrust, his pre-load dripping dick threatened to burst at any moment until she fell limp, surrendering to the sensation she was feeling.

She gazed into her lover's eyes, resting both her hands tentatively upon his cheeks. Catching Sanemi off guard.

“What are you looking at, brat.”

"You, my darling, I just love you so much," She says breathlessly against his lips, tears welling up in her eyes as she draws him close and glances into his eyes, stroking his damp locks away from those gorgeous eyes.

She slams her lips against his, slipping her tongue into his mouth, enjoying a full-fledged make out session with a stunned Sanemi.

Pulling away from her, he blushes and discreetly wipes his lips before spewing stuttering curses while pumping his cock.

"Tsk- don't say such foolish things so easily, Dummy." He muttered it, hips stuttering, stomach tightening as he kneaded the throbbing red tip over her soft tummy, shooting his load all over her soft skin, seeing his cum reach her swollen breast and over her chin.

“Fuck… As much as I would love to cum in that greedy pussy of yours, I don't plan on taking care of another brat when I have my hands full with one already.” He pants, kissing the leg resting over his shoulder while watching his curvy beauty touch her chin, taking some of his cum on her finger before moving it close to those luscious lips of hers, sucking her cum smeared fingers as she looks up at Sanemi.

Shit was that hot what she had done. Swallowing his saliva, he was too bewitch to say anything for a moment, only staring at her sexy sex-dazed face and those sinful lips of her that he not to long ago seen wrapped around his length.

He was hook. She finally gotten him wrapped around her finger.

“It’s ok. I know you’re a really busy man, so I won't pray you about it. Though maybe next time we could try, you know, so I won't get lonely.” She said, sitting up to clean herself off however right as she spread her legs, showing her soaked cunt Sanemi couldn’t even help himself.

“Hmm…yeah, next time…” He murmured, grasping her hip and pulling her right underneath him. Eagerly stroking his member again, before lining it to her opening.

“Nemi? -Ah!” She jolted, arching her body while gripping the pillow under her. “But, B-but-“

“Shh... there you go princess, in it goes. I know I said I wouldn’t knock you up but I think this is better for the both of us. G-Given ya a kid of your own just might tame your dumbass for the better.” He lolled out, surprising her with a loving smile as he leaned down and took her lips once again as he wrapped her thighs around his waist preparing her for what he had in store.

He struggled with expressing his feelings, especially after what happened to him and his brother when they were young. But it still didn't give him the right to be so cruel to the curvy beauty that actually wanted to be there for him. Maybe as a way of apologizing, Sanemi would have a family with his curvy wife. Hopefully, she’s down for it.

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Tamaki Amajiki x Bully. Chubby Reader!

Warnings: Handjob, Mean! Tamaki (at the very end), Pet names (Bunny, Baby, Goddess, Goodboy, Goodgirl, Pretty girl), Degradation, Humiliation, Cosplay-ish, Filming, Masturbation (Solo Male, solo female), Tsundere-ish reader, Unprotected sex, Mention the use of toys, Blowjob, Babytrap-ish, Simp Tama-chan, Dirty talk, Public Display, Jealous! Reader, Confession...?, Breeding kink. Basically, NSFW. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Also be mindful that I didn't really mention much of the reader's appearance (Besides she's female) since I wanted to keep it vague for everyone to relate as much as possible, though it is definitely for the more voluptuous side of ladies.

Please be mindful that all photos are not mine, but the making of the collage is.

MINORS DNI!!!! 🔞🙅🏻‍♀️ If you're not comfortable with this, please ignore!

P.S. This is a College AU.

Random thought, but imagine Tamaki x Bully Chubby Reader! Where he met her in college after one of his classes. As he was about to leave the class someone seemed to have bumped into Tamaki making the timid man drop the stuff he was holding as well as himself.

“Watch where you're going!” One of her friends said.

“Ah! I-I-I’m sorry!” The indigo hair man who sat on his knees to pick up the books and paper that scattered the ground said.

“At least stare at her when you apologize.” Another one said.

The moment she saw his flush face and those siren eyes of his, trying so hard to look at her, she was hooked. Fuck.

“S-Sorry.” He says sitting up when he finally grabs all his things, leaving the poor reader stunned. Feeling her knees go weak and her heartbeat fast she knew deep down what that could mean and she wanted to know more about this man.

“Say…who is that guy?”

“Him? Oh he’s Tamaki Amajiki. He’s such a nerdy loser like I heard he hasn't even lost his v-card.” Her friend said, making the whole group chuckle as she just watched the socially awkward man walk out the door.

Not even a week and she had done everything in her power for Tamaki to notice her, doesn’t matter if it was to make a little comment every time he gets called on or gets in his way when he’s going to his seat, having him to shift his way from their bodies pressed up against each other to get to his seat that just so happens to be a few seats away from hers. Catching the cologne he put on that morning and the faint natural manly scent that’s making her go insane.

And when she finally dared to sit next to him and speak, he was a stuttering mess and easily blush just by the sight of her. And how he jumps a bit when she places a hand on his thigh in class while lovingly caressing his thigh and innocently writing down notes and listening to the professor’s lectures as he desperately prays for her to not notice the hard-on he has. Lust filled her every thought from his innocent gesture, his hand trying to shoo hers away until being called on by their professor, having the whole class staring at his flustered expression. In the end, he failed to stop her and almost got caught in the process, leading him to cross his legs together for her to stop teasing him with a cute giggle.

And the moment she found out that Tamaki was working at a cute little convenience store was when things got worse. Conveniently only coming to visit whenever it was his shift, just to buy something to then simply say it was the closest place that sold the product before making a rude insult and leaves to then continue for a couple of days until coming around there with her friend to hang out, sitting in the outdoor chairs with the table that was conveniently next to the big windows that showed the purple hair cashier who was sorting some things. If her friends ask why they always come there she just replies by saying how close it was to their dorms or how she’d be craving some sweets. She refused to let anyone know that the real reason was ‘cause she wanted to see Tama-Chan even though she saw him not even an hour ago.

She basically became a regular that anyone who was working with Tamaki would notice, joking that she may be a stalker, if only they knew….

Though for Tamaki, he became used to her going to his job just to hang around and mess with him, always asking for his help with things she couldn’t reach (even if it was a centimeter away), and accidentally spilling something on the floor, having him mop the area. She would sit across from Tamaki as he took care of customers while reading a magazine or scroll through her phone to then leave with him when his shift was done. Saying she might as well go with him since she just so happens to be leaving too.

One time when she needed help in one of her classes all the girls would recommend Tamaki will do the work if she promise to fuck him, though none of them actually went through with it. Except for her.

Innocently asking for help, he agreed as they headed to his dorm where he sat in his desk chair as she looked through his stuff. As he went to talk and do the work she leaned over his shoulder pretending to be interested in the work, breath fanning down his sensitive ears that made his face turn red and his body jolted. And so began to play with him, telling him to continue explaining what she needed to do while misplacing her hands down his chest and back up to affectionately tug on his hair just as a whimper rips through his throat.

She couldn’t even help it anymore and just sank to her knees right in front of him, spreading his legs apart to see a nice bulge. Having adoring eyes, when seeing how average of an uncircumcised dick he had, with lovely breeder balls before flicking her gaze back at him. Covering his flushed face as she simply cooed him sweet nothing as her feather-light touched the inner of his thighs. Eyes rolled to the back of his head when she skillfully slip her hand around his length, “This is for me, right Senpai?”

She smirked when seeing Tamaki nod shyly, tears in the corner of his eyes while the image in front of him of the reader on her knees as she sloppily deepthroats him with a thrilling expression plaster on her face.

This led Tamaki to do numerous sinful acts that she directed him to do. One time doing a personal video chat for his bully, wearing a skimpy outfit with red bondage around those thick thighs. From the outside, he seemed ashamed and bashful with what she enforced yet deep down he loved it, his nipples erect and a hard-on that was already leaking.

“Oh my God, you actually wore it? Haha! Such a pathetic pet. Go on say it, say your bunny dick wants some pussy~”

“M-My bunny d-d-dick wants some p-pussy…” His thrusts get rapid.

“Great! But whose pussy do you want? Tell me!”

“Ah! Y-yours.” He stutters out.

“Huh? Speak up. I wanna hear you?”

“You…”

“-Louder!”

“Y-YOURS!”

“Hm~ Such a good boy~” She squeals, praising the timid man while instructing what to do and how to do it.

“M-Mistress, could I p-please cum?”

“Hm~ You remember to ask first. You're such a pathetic guy, allowing yourself to be treated this way. No wonder no one respects you.” He whimpers, mewling as he now thrusts his hips to his close fist. “Of course, you can cum but you better show me or I’ll get mad and punish you!”

“Yes, of course.” He panted out, eyes glossed over, tongue sticking out as he moved the camera to show the throbbing member as he continued to flap off.

“Ah!” Tamaki grunts, load after load of cum was being milked out and all over his toned stomach as he tries to suppress his crying and moans with his hand.

“Hm~ Such a good boy. Wish I was there so I could toy with you, give you ruined orgasms.” She sighs happily, lounging on her bed with a lewd expression and a hand inside her shorts. She couldn’t help but finally toy with her throbbing clit that she neglected throughout her and Tamaki’s heated video chat. The moment they hung up, she came within chanting his name as her face buried against the shirt that she ‘borrowed’ from him, Inhaling his manly scent from when he went to workout.

Here the reader was strolling along the side of the road to Tama-Chan’s job while thinking of all the things she wanted him to do tonight. Walking inside the sliding doors expecting to see him standing or restocking the shelves but was surprised to see a woman talking to him who seems to actually be looking at her eyes and not stuttering. Tamaki. Her Tamaki, who has social anxiety and is afraid to meet someone in the eye and sweats when the spotlight is on him for too long. Wait- did he just chuckle at something that girl said. Oh. Hell. No.

Suddenly hearing a crashing sound behind them, they turned around to Tamaki noticing his bully had accidentally spilled something once again.

“Hey, worker, you might want to stop talking and clean this up before someone gets hurt.” She grunts out, puffing her cheeks with her arms crossed as he bowed goodbye at the woman before turning back to her.

“Ah! W-What are you…Mhm!” As he walked past her with a mop at hand to clean up the mess she’d done, Tamaki was pushed against the freezer door.

“Mhm…?” She teasingly nipped his earlobe, her hand that wrapped around his waist traveled up to his chest, groping his man boobies before fondling it roughly. Her fingers toyed with his nipples, pinching and tugging on them before rubbing her thumb over the perky bud.

Leaning her head against his shoulder, Tamaki lay back on her, desperately trying to stifle the moans he wanted to let out.

He could hear her inhale his scent as she dropped her hand down past the apron he was wearing and to the bulge that was already in his sweats.

“W-we can’t, we’re out in p-public…”

He struggled to stop her, hand wrapped around her wrist though was answered by a tongue licking a stripe up his neck to his Adam's apple that she left a hickey.

"Hm, that’s fine with me, Tama-Chan. So that bitch you were too friendly with could see how wimpy you are from being manhandled by a girl." She giggles, giving a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Tamaki knew what she was implying and was trying desperately to get her away, though the stronghold on her wrist was slowly becoming weak, far too horny to stop her hand from jerking him off.

After all, it’s been a whole week since she’d milked him, keeping him restrained in his chastity cage from the last punishment she claimed he’d done.

“She was only asking for directions.” He whimpers in distress not wanting to mess this up. I mean she just took off the restraints.

“Tsk- yeah right, a girl like her, I’ve seen her coming around here every day just to get what a drink or something? To then ask you for direction as if she doesn’t know her way around here! Please, she just wanted an excuse to speak to you, what a loser.” She argued.

She definitely needs to pick up tips from that bitch, who almost stole Tama-Chan from her.

“S-She was?”

“No duh! Of course, she was - I mean who in their right mind would hang out in this place all the time?” She huffed out while crossing her arms.

“Uh…you do.” He glanced over to her, right as her demeanor changed. “Do you like someone here…?”

“W-What, O-Of course not! As though anyone in here is my type!” She lashes out, nestling her face between the crook of his neck so he couldn’t see her flush expression.

“Do you also do these things to people who aren’t your type…?”

“W-What?”

“Nothing…” She was shocked to hear him speak his opinion since he always had gone with everything she asked without much fuss besides to comment how wrong it is to do it in an excluded area.

“...I only do these types of things to my pet who has been really bad.” She’d reply.

Her hand made its way under the sweats he wore, pushing down the fabric, springing out the already pre-cum oozing flush cock.

“Pl-please…”

He just couldn't help but place a hand over his mouth to cover his moans as he finally submitted, shamefully rutting his hips against her hand, loving the way his cock fit perfectly wrapped around it that made his lower abdomen flex.

“What do you want, Baby?” He shuddered, his face burning up from embarrassment as her breath fanned over his sensitive ear. “Y-you know…”

“I really don't, Tama-Chan. So why won’t you tell your Mistress.” She said, sounding innocent though he knew she had a smirk on her face.

“I-I want you t-to make me cum.”

“Such a good boy~”

She shoved him against the freezer door once again, having his hands press against the door and his back arched as she coddles close behind him, legs as well spread wide as though she was giving him a shakedown.

She pumps the heaving rod a few times, seeing the blush foreskin stretch from the weeping tip and back wrapped around it. Smearing his pre around the head and to his pisshole that she began to toy with. God, was she a freak to value this sight and for her lower part tingling when he tried to break free. What a loser~<3

“Ah!” He leans back to her front again, as she coos filthy insults and encourages him to continue by gently placing short kisses all over his jawline as his hips frantically rutted as he felt his balls tighten. “Right there.”

He moaned shamelessly as he emptied himself right there at work, on the freezer door of the beverages, slowly sliding down to the long-forgotten soda spill he was supposed to clean.

Finally turning around to see a pissed-off reader greedily licking her fingers while giving a death glare at him. He knew whatever he did, he fuck up.

“I-I said I was sorry…”

“I don’t know what you're talking about.” For the past thirty minutes, Tamaki has been apologizing for the little situation that happened at the convenience store however all his pretty chubby bunny seems to want to do is ignore him. Walking a few steps ahead with her arms crossed and her nose sticking up.

“Bunny, please I don’t like it when you're mad at me. …Are you listening…? …Hey…Hey… - tsk - Listen t-to me!” He whisper shouted taking a hold of her arm so she could face him. She was shocked by the sudden outburst. Sure, she knew she could be a brat at times but she had never seen the side of Tamaki before, always being the kind and timid man who seems to care for her. Such an attentive man~ But this mean side of his…

“Don’t worry my curvy Goddess. You know Tama-Chan is really sorry for not noticing.” He cooed, gently stroking her chin while peering at her bewildered expression. Her luscious lips, which he had seen wrap around his length numerous times, were suck between her teeth.

Oh god did he look hot towering over her with that lewd expression and red face it was making her go mad.

“I’ll make it up to you. Ok, pretty girl?” Still, in a haze, she mindlessly nodded as Tamaki took a hold of her hand and dragged her to his dorm.

"Mine, mine, my pussy, s-so tight, so warm, so wet." He throaty moaned, half of the words muffled from her panties that she’d stuffed.

Roughly he pounds her into the mattress, clearly making up for lost time.

“You think all this is for you? Ha! Yeah right, you’re such a loser that even all the girls in the campus wouldn’t fuck you. You should be grateful I’m even giving you my time and day. You, you, loser.” She grabs his shoulders, leaving red crescents from her nails on his pale skin. He hissed from the pain.

Finally having enough he discards the used pantie from his mouth, and needing for her to hear everything he has to say, he grip the back of her neck pinning her forward so her face was close to his. "Don't keep my pussy away from me ever again." He grunts against her lips before shoving his tongue down her throat, licking her teeth as he slobbers all over her. Foreheads touching one another, as she cries into Tamaki’s mouth from the harsh poundings her pussy is taking.

The sound of his balls slapping heavily on her ass is practically deafening and her thighs ache from being pressed so close to her chest. Yet she loved it, still wanting his attention on her but was still mad and stubborn to move pass him talking to some girl.

“You probably even wanted that whores number with how happy you look, staring at her without once looking away or stuttering. You never looked at me like that or spoke to me without stumbling over your words. Do you really not like me that much, Tamaki…?”

“Kya!!” Suddenly her body was flipped to her side, as one of her legs was brought up and over Tamaki’s shoulder as he re-enters her.

“What are you talking about? I could never stop thinking about you. You ruined me for anyone else.” He confessed clinging to the leg that hung over his shoulder, peppering kisses all over her calf. “Wanna carry my baby? I'll do it, make you a mommy - hmph - just to prove that you're the only one for me. I'll give you as many as y-you want." Punctuating his words by leaning over her body and snapping his hips harder to aim for her g-spot with his eyes glazed over and a blissful smile plasters on his face as he wails and weakly praises.

The need to breed his pretty girl is high, Tamaki has wanted this since the moment they had gotten closer.

He's embarrassed at how desperate he is for the curvy beauty, doesn't matter how many times she was a bitch to him or a bully, Tamaki just wants to mark his goddess to keep her for himself and if that means he has to play dirty, so be it. He’ll make his bully a mommy.

“Y-yeah right as if I’ll let you breed me, you stupid -Ah!” She couldn’t even finish her sentence, too caught up with how he kept kissing her entrance with the tip.

"Oh, but your pussy got so much tighter when I said that, could it be you want that too? Wanna have the guy you bullied babies?” He layed his surprising toned body over hers, dick pounding her cunt real big and wide for her man’s cock, as he grabbed her breasts, tummy, hips, thighs, anything that he can squeeze to hold onto tightly so he could go nice and deep, rough, and mean on that spoiled hole. His mind slowly became mush from the loving feeling of his fingers sinking into her plump body. “I promise I’ll be the best daddy and husband.” He chants, getting louder as his thrusts get messier, too caught up on his own fantasy. He couldn’t even help but fondle her tummy and squeeze her against his body. “Huh? What are you talking about? Getting me pregnant. And you being my husband. All while we’re doing it.” She grunts, glancing at those beautiful indigo eyes.

“-Tsk, are you that stupid? -I’m not even surprised by your foolishness, I was the one who had to do your schoolwork for the whole semester. So, why don’t I make things clear for you? -Hey, look at me when I’m talking.” He said in a composed manner, forcefully cupping her chubby cheeks so she’d have to stare at those sharp eyes of his. He even moved his bangs so she had a better view. Oh, how her stomach did a flip, and her cunt couldn’t help but also flutter around his cock.

Is it bad that she wants Tamaki to dominate her? Maybe even treat her like a mindless tramp that only craves his attention and dick. The answer is yes.

“What I’m saying is I want a life with you; no more of this not knowing what we are. Just me and you married, and t-this tummy swollen with our baby,” He squeezed her pudgy tummy. “And I know I have to say this at your most vulnerable moment so I can finally get the truth out of you.” He admits burying his face in her neck, suddenly feeling embarrassed. “S-Stupid…” Tears blur her sight as she covers her face from flusteredness.

“So tell me, my sexy Goddess, you wanna be together? Be my pretty mommy, wi-ife, and my Mistress who punishes me when I make mistakes. Hm?” He pinned her hands to the side of her head forcing her to see his intense stare. That seemed to have broken down her stubborn walls, as she shrieks with ecstasy.

“Yes! I wanna be your woman. I-I wanna be your wife and baby mama, Tama-chan~ I-I-I Lov-” She wasn't able to finish talking as Tamaki plunges forward and kiss those sobbing lips as his thirst got sloppy and fast until his cock nudges something soft and gooey that made her entire body spasm and cunt flutter.

As fast as he was to kiss her, Tamaki quickly pulls away. Head falls back. Those big hands of his gripped her thick thighs twitched. His mouth drops open as he lets out a loud moan(s). “Uh, that's my girl~” Tamaki chants, over and over again right before he cums inside her gripping the side of her body tight, being the only time he forgets his timid persona of gentleness and leaves marks on her doughy skin while hoping that seeing her jiggly body would calm him down but instead betrayed him as he cums, trapped between her legs as they wrapped around his thin hips. Just to finally have him give in and moan into her mouth while letting her creamy cunt milk all his load out of him.

“For you. All this is for you. It’s always have been.”

“I-I hate you!”

“Love you too~”

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Tamaki was taken aback when he realized how delighted she'd grown with their relationship from a public standpoint. Sitting directly next to him in lecture halls and the lunchroom, and going to and from class with him. She even started working at the same place that she hung out at where Tamaki worked. Talking about him even to her friends while flashing the promise ring he had gotten her (since Tamaki claimed he needs to study hard to graduate to get a better job to take care of her and when they make a little family).

And Tamaki, who is so whipped for his pretty curvy beauty that he doesn't mind helping her with her work (while also doing some Senpai and Kouhai role-playing). Always cooking for her, and being the cute boyfriend who holds her hand as they walk next to each other, forehead kisses whenever he haves to leave her and wishing her good luck when the new semester started, and if she has good grades in this semester he'll reward her by being rough and mean as much as she please in bed cuz we all know she has no morals or respect for herself when it comes to this man.

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Alucard X Homeless. Chubby Reader!

Warning: Unprotected sex, Dirty talk-ish, Pet names (Little Thing/My Dear/Little Girl/Little Maid), Anal play, Anal sex, Full Nelson, Reverse Cowgirl, Confession~<3, Rejection...?, Alucard being called Master, Touch Starve (You needy girl), Praise kink-ish, FLUFF (At the very end). Basically, NSFW. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Also be mindful that I didn’t really mention much of the reader’s appearance (Besides she’s a female) since I wanted to keep it vague for everyone to relate as much as possible, though it is definitely for the more voluptuous side of ladies. 😊

Please be mindful that the photos are not mines, but the making of the collage is.

MINOR DNI!!! 🔞🙅🏻‍♀️ If you’re not comfortable with this, please ignore!

Alucard with a Homeless. Chubby Reader! It was a cold winter night in London, inches of snow falling all around the poor girl who was huddling under the cardboard box fort that she made, struggling to stay awake. She hasn't eaten for almost three days, and her body, trembling from the cold as her fingertips become numb to the touch. She was scared, subconsciously knowing what that meant.

She leaned her head forward, nestling it to her knees to feel some type of warmth as she heard the sound of snowy footsteps entering the alleyway, hoping that the person could not see her. Until hearing the heavy footsteps stop right in front of her.

“My, my, what do we have here?” Staring up, she saw a tall, raven-haired man with a black business suit and a long red trench coat with the same color of hat and tie with fancy white gloves. In her eyes, he seemed like an attractive nobleman. “What’s a little thing like you doing out here? You would surely freeze to death if you stayed here, without doubt in need of a nice warm place. Tell me… Do you want to come with me? The choice is all yours.” She couldn't believe it, someone who was willing enough to help give her shelter.

Tiredly she weakly nodded, standing up as she felt something wrap around her form, seeing that the kind man took off his red coat and had wrapped it around her body before crouching to sweeping her off her feet. Too numb and weak to complain, she simply snuggling close to the man's body in hopes to grasp some of his body heat as he took her away.

“Damn it, Alucard. Another one, and a human for that fact! Have you forgotten you don't make the decisions?”

“The poor girl made the choice herself.” She didn't want to offend anyone, so she kept her head down to avoid getting on anyone's bad side.

“Tsk- Fine.”

“Don't worry, Countess, the girl would be under my care.” The blond noblewoman just agreed and walked away from the scene.

A year later here she was now, happily cleaning away, waiting patiently for a certain vampire that she’s been looking for all day. Today was a special day for she has something special for her Master, something she put to heart for everything he’s done for her as well as saying something that has been on her mind.

When he brought her to this mansion he had led her to the conveniently close bedroom next to his, having who she now knows as Walter to bring her a meal and clothes. while she was eating the supper that Walter brought, Alucard just sat across from her, entrance from the now freshen up woman who’s happily eating her meal like it is her last before quickly coming back from his thoughts and begin to lay out the ground rules for her: she was to be a maid and complete all tasks he was to give her. She would not be allowed to leave the grounds of the manor. And she is to obey his every orders and refer to him as 'Master.' Which she agrees, it wasn't as though she had anywhere else she could go besides she didn't mind having such an attractive man as her Master.

She hears the well-known sadistic laugh from the man she’s been waiting for. Coming back from his mission, his footsteps echoed through the halls, making her go all giddy. Standing tall in front of her was the raven-haired man, with his red flock overcoat hugging his lean toned figure.

“I’m back my little maid. I hope you’ve been good while I was gone. Have you done what I told you to do? ” Ignoring her eager demeanor purposely, Alucard heads to his throne to quench his thirst. Removing those orange yellow ombre sunglasses and floppy red fedora as he watched her pour him a glass.

“I did and I even cleaned your room a bit. See?” She nodded using her hand to present the nice and tidy room. Taking a glance around, indeed it was a cleaned room with even some scented candles lit up. “So it seems, such a good little thing~” He praised, taking a sip of the ‘wine’.

Pep-talking to herself in front of this intimidating man. She gave herself confidence to say what’s been on her mind.

“Um, Master, there is something I wanted to give you.” She said, fiddling with the gift behind her back.

“Oh?”

“Surprise! Happy one-year anniversary.” She cheerfully smiles, showing him the wrapped gift in her hands. She had to fight tooth and nail for someone to buy her some wrapping paper because she was not allowed to leave the mansion grounds. Thank you, Seras.

“Our one-year anniversary?”

“Uh, yeah. You know since meeting each other and being in each other's life. And…taking me in…” She awkwardly said, suddenly finding all this silly. Seeing him open the gift to reveal a handmade charm with what seems to also have one of his gun's bullets.

“I hope you like it. It’s just a little something to say how thankful I am to you, and what way then to give you a little something that you could carry with you whenever you leave for a mission.” She shyly fiddles with her fingers as she takes note of his reaction.

Well, this was her chance to say what she had been wanting to do for some time.

“There is something else I wanted to say. Something I’ve been thinking about for some time.” Now his attention was on her and she was slowly feeling the pressure. “...I wanted to let you know that I… I'm falling for you .” Still, he stayed silent, gaze fixated on her as he knowingly left her alone with her scrambled thoughts.

This was a mistake, he didn't seem all that sentiment by her gift, or her confession, did he even hear it?

Was she overthinking everything? She suddenly felt like a fool, a moron to blur that out to her savior who probably didn’t even see her in that way.

“It’s quite late, Master… I should head to my room. And thank you for everything you have done for me.” She curtsies before quickly turning around to leave his room, wanting to leave as fast as she could, feeling her face heat up and her eyes watering knowing full well if she were to blink they would fall. And she’ll be damn to let her master see her in such a state, thinking that she couldn’t handle a rejection well or considered clingy.

Right as she was able to open the door half way, a gloved hand quickly goes and close the slightly open door while pressing her against it. It was silent for a moment as she felt his breath brush against her ear. “Oh? And where are you going? Did your Master wish you off?” He questioned. “Come.”

She absentmindedly took this man’s hand, following him back to his throne and planting her over his lap as he sat down, much to her embarrassment andexcitement. Alucard had done this many times, at random moments whenever he arrived, asking if she finished the task he ordered before rewarding her with pats on the head. “You know…I’ve read your mind, the things you think about, and the thoughts you have of…me.”

He mentioned, taking a strand of hair bringing it close to his lips, lingering the piece there while staring into her surprised expression.

She averted her gaze, ashamed that he had known all this time about her loving thoughts of him. “Is that so…” Slowly Alicard soften the smirk on his face to a smile as he lets go of her hair to cup her face, bringing her close. “Of course, and if I may be honest and confess as well, I've had similar thoughts, though…far more sensual and tainted for a little girl like you.”

She couldn’t help but tremble while rubbing her thighs together as she ran a hand under his red frock overcoat and charcoal suit jacket, craving to be close to this man. Yearning to know what those dirty thoughts could possibly be with her, and of them together.

“What is it, my dear?" Alucard asked, noticing those doughy thighs of hers crossed together as she clung to his upper body, moaning and nuzzling in his chest. "Could it possibly be how aroused you are? Have you forgotten that I can also smell your scent and all the times you were aroused?" His chuckles, grin widened as he leaned close to her ear. With that, he snaked an arm around her waist, drawing her close to him and squishing her chubby cheeks more, wanting to see that fish face expression.

Peering into her teary eyes, face growing close, it was as though he was in a trance as he placed his lips on hers, kissing her gently and lovingly as she passionately closed her eyes.

She couldn't help but moan quietly as his lips trailed down to her neck, nibbling and lapping over her racing pulse. His hands worked their way up and over the top of her uniform as she placed an arm around his neck, burrowing her face in the crook of his neck. She couldn't help but moan at his touch. Those massive hands of his engulfs her breasts, massaging them so tenderly until eventually ripping the top of her uniform, the blouse buttons scattering all around their feet while exposing her.

“A-Ah! Master…”

"There’s no need to call me Master anymore, my dear." He responded in a soothing voice as he sat up a bit to remove his signature red overcoat. She quickly snuggled back against him when he was fully at ease. “Call me by my name, or would you like to call me by some pet name?”

He continues to play with her tits, fondling them till they were erect, then pinching the hard buds and tugging on them as she lovingly gasps while ranking her fingers through his ravened hair, giving it a nice tug as a raspy animalistic groan came from him as he brought his face into her neck, kissing and lapping over her sweet spot until pretty peppered bruises scattered all around her neck and collar bone. She was unaware that she was slowly making this man go insane by her intoxicating scent and soft body as those gloved hands of his continue to ravish her.

Feeling confined one more, Alucard stands them up and begins unbuttoning his vest, sliding it off, followed by untying his cravat and slipping it off his collar. His crimson gaze constantly watched hers as she bit her swollen lips with an impatient look, but as soon as he finished, he turned her around, forcing her upper torso pressed against the throne armrest and her ass sticking up.

Alucard only chuckles at her feeble attempt to hide her ass from him, though he could smell her arousal and he didn’t want to waste anymore time that they already had. Moving her pantie to the side, he smiled excitedly from what he saw.

“Oh? Look at this sinful hole. It seems to have been touched before.” He casually mentions, knowing full well what he was implying yet wanting to tease her.

“Noooo…! Please forgive me. You must think so lowly of me for doing such a shameful act. I-I was just curious!” She frantically stutters out, tears gathering at the corner of her eyes as she tried so hard to pull down her skirt but is stopped as she feels her Master's hands continue to grope her ass cheeks even more insistently, spreading her globes apart to see the pucker muscle.

“Hush now, my dear.” He stood tall once again, loom over her curvy form. “Now tell me, how well did it make you feel?” He would question.

Watching the timid beauty tremble, as he takes off his gloves; confessing everything to him and how strange it felt to toy with her ass at first but as she continued it felt surprisingly good. “Hiya!” She cried out surprised by a cold hand coming in between her ass to the delicate ring as Alucard peppered soft kisses over her temple and cheeks, in hopes to make her feel comfortable with what he was going to do.

‘Relax little one, you are safe with me.’ She let out a heavenly moan, hands gripping the armrest as she felt the thick finger slip into her ass till he was knuckle deep. “Ah, p-please don't stop~” Soft panting and mewls left her mouth, slowly losing her control of what was coming out of it.

For a split second, she shifts her hips to spread her legs as far as they could go, so her savior could have a better angle in pounding his long finger. Moaning helplessly while taking hold of his free hand to play with her sensitive nipples: pinching and cupping them till they were a nice shade darker.

"So much better." A sadistic smile spreading across her face as he stuffed another finger inside her, thrusting in deep while spreading and stretching the tight hole.

Alucard doesn't want to hurt his precious plaything.

He watched her hips move, pressing against his thick fingers, trying to sync their movements as best as she could, wanting all the pleasure she could get from her man.

"My, such an eager hole." Alucard dared himself to go deeper, a long tongue sliding out from between his thin lips and lapping the area dangerously close to her tight ring, running up her heated region and against the stuffed hole as his fingers continued to drive into her.

"Alucard, I-I can’t take it anymore. Please, touch me here." Cupping his hand again and slowly leading it down her pudgy tummy and close to her dripping cunt. However before he could touch her he quickly pulls his hands and tongue away, much to her dismay.

She was a shocked by his sudden distance, suddenly feeling too exposed and wanting to hide herself from his serious gaze as he held her in place, knowing everything she was suddenly thinking when he pulled away. "Why did you stop…Did I do something wrong...?”

"Because I need you to know that I’m not a good man, little thing. I murdered countless creatures and tortured dozens more. With no remorse to none." He confessed, expecting her to fear him, to say what a monster he was, a killer (which he is), and finally admit that he wasn't someone she wanted, but what this naïve, poor girl did instead was hug him. Hugging the man who ripped her button-up long-sleeve blouse open, exposing her bare erect breasts and soft tummy against his slim, well-built torso while staring up at him with tears running down her face.

"Y-You’re wrong! You are a good guy. You took me in and gave me a warm place to stay and a job when you could have ignored me, abandoned me there to die, and yet you didn't." She couldn't bear hearing Alucard say such mean things to himself. Sure, what he’s done was wrong, but she never actually saw him do it, so in her mind, he is still her savior, the man who gave her shelter when no one else did, someone who she loves.

He stared at her, again with not much emotion that she could tell, until she heard his dark laughter with that crooked smile. "My, such an innocent girl you are, my dear." He petted her head as she whimpered quietly, enjoying the physical affection he would only give her once in a blue. Yet she wanted more and in the place that tingles. "Then are you ready for more?" He huskily asks, drawing a shiver of desire down her body.

Kneeling down, he flipped the material over himself so he was faced with her sexy legs, kissing and nibbling his way up her thigh-highs to her panties, he sighs affectionately when he noticed she was wearing a garter undies set.

“Hm, such lewd garments for a little maid to wear. I’m so happy I was able to see such a revealing outfit before anyone else could. Not that anyone is going to see this side of you…” He had her leaning against him, one of her legs over his shoulder and the other struggling to stay on her tippy toes as she sheepishly clutched the hem of her skirt while hearing him inhale and exhale a few more time, the warm breaths brushing along her slick folds over and over again till her juice fell to the ground. That was enough for Alucard to stop toying with her and turned the curvy beauty around to face the throne. Forcing her to lean against the chair as he ripped off the uniform, startling her as the torn material dropped to the ground.

“Since I’m a bad man I won’t allow myself to touch such a pure hole of yours since only good guys could, however, for your rear I can’t say the same. Such a naughty little behind we have here. Definitely suitable for a bad man. Now…What do you say we ruin that pretty ass of yours?”

As desperate as she was, she just hoisted her lower body up to visibly show her ass, practically offering herself to her savior, which had the ravened hair man smirking in delight as he finally gave in, pumping his length.

"You want this, darling?" He chuckles darkly as he rubs his member against her ass, covering the length with his saliva and her flowing pussy juice, exerting pressure on her tight hole before abruptly drawing away, tormenting the whiny little girl beneath him. She swayed her ass in frustration, attempting to push his cock inside herself, but was stopped by Alucard, who drew away from her greedy hole once more.

“Not so fast, little thing. Beg for the big bad vampire to fuck your tight little hole. Or we’ll stop right here.”

“Ma-Alucard, please…no…”

Without hesitation, he stuffed two fingers inside her asshole and began to thrust in, pushing as deep within as those long fingers could before pulling as quickly away. Just to give her a taste.

“Nhg…! Y-you’re so mean!” She cried out, arching her hips higher to feel more pleasure.

“Just say the word and all your dreams will be fulfilled.”

"Please, Alucard, please, touch my sinful hole." She finally surrendered, sobbing in anguish while attempting to hold his hand. Desiring physical contact. Alucard finally gave in, aligning himself to her tight entrance, and pushed in, thrusting his cock into her warm ass, growling loudly as her warm walls clamped down around his fat cock, almost as though melting him.

“Yes!” She screeched out, as she clenched her hands into fists and pressed her forehead to the chair's armrest. As Alucard takes her ass that has her toes curling and her cunt quivering as the need to stuff her pussy crawled up on her. Feeling empty and full at the same time.

She wanted more—no, needed more from her lover, and if that meant being greedy and taking a bit of control, so be it. Beginning to fuck herself onto his beefy dick, moans slipping out and her tongue soon followed as well, sticking out while keeping hold of his wrist to tug him closer and guide his cock far deeper, which he quickly took note of.

"Are you that needy, little one? Quenching your thirst by bouncing yourself on a dangerous vampire member? Hmmm?" He mocks her, chuckling sadistically as he quickly takes hold of the situation, hooking his strong arms around her knees, hands meeting behind her head while spreading her into a full nelson. "Nhg!" She was struggling to keep hold of him as he thrust into her tight entrance much faster and harder.

Her ass felt stretched and full by Alucard's cock, feeling every thrust he’d given her now limp body. She'd felt those thick ridges of his cock rubbing against the sensitive walls with every impact he made on her ass. And those thick thighs of his, slapping against her ass, making her mind go into a daze as her tongue lolled out, trailing saliva down her smooshed breast.

The odd sensational pleasure of Alucard’s cock had her toes curling up against her ears as his member touched the back of her cervix, making her cunt clench and drool around nothing, begging for the same pleasure which Alucard seems to have saw. "Is little thing’s empty hole weeping for some attention too?" He teases.

"Yes~<3"

"Then shall I try and be a bit good so it can have the same fullness as its friends having?"

"Yes, please do~<3" She absent-mindedly said.

"Then it’s a promise until the Countess gives me another order." He guarantees it. For he still must not disobey Integra's commands.

"Look at my obedient little thing." He cooed as he sat them back down at the throne. With his hands securely clutching her doughy hips, he bounces her up and down at a steady pace, drawing her closer to him. With her newfound ferocity, she leaned back to crush her lips onto his, causing him to groan once more. She sighed in frustration as she drew away, gently murmuring, "Alucard..."

Hearing her sweet whine escape, calling his name while staring up at him with a pleading expression begging him once more to just play with her pussy.

“Remember my dear, only good men are allowed to touch such a pure hole,” She cried out upset by what she was hearing, wanting to feel his big slender fingers in her heated cunt. “But bad guys could guide his little thing by using her hand.” He smirks, finding a loophole to his own rule. Covering his hand on hers, he slithered their hand down to her wet entrance to collect her juice and up to her neglected bundle of nerves making her moan in pleasure.

She clutched the throne armrest below them from the brutal force of his poundings and the sensation of her fingers rubbing her messy clit as she tried her hardest not to make a sound fearing that someone might hear them and come investigate it, catching their heated scene (do you really think someone would really investigate the sounds coming from Alucard room?).

Yet Alucard was having none of that as he pulled their fingers away and to her wet entrance plugged two of her fingers inside making her break the silence by a loud and drawn-out moan she was sure would wake the dead.

A satisfied smile plasters his face as he again pulls away from her weeping cunt trailing back to the throbbing clit, pinching it in between their fingers, rapidly flicking the bud back and forth until Alucard let go of her hand while ordering her to continue rubbing her clit to as he gave her ass all the harsh smack he could. Doing so to make her clench even more around his cock as he continued to pound into her, til she reached her climax.

"Hiya! I love you!" She shrieked, legs trembling, as her pussy and ass pulsated around nothing and his member, his warm cum pouring out and into her ass.

Alucard couldn't take it anymore, feeling the tight ring grasp around his member trying to push him away yet he quickly had her sit all the way down to show dominance while burying his fangs in her neck to contain his grumbles and growls from echoed through the room as he continue riding out his orgasm.

Finally pulling away, he gracefully puts her down in his coffin. As he couldn't help but wickedly smile while watching his cum trickled down the side of her ass and mixed with her sopping juice.

"Oh my, such a slutty hole, my dear." She barely heard what he said, far too distracted by the ringing in her ears and the white spots clouding her vision.

Leaning down, he pet her head as he kisses her temple, praising her for how well she took it. As Alucard was about to stand up to grab her a cloth to clean up their aftermath, he stopped when he felt a hand holding his wrist, making him turn around and glance at the dazed girl. "Could you stay with me, Alucard? Stay with me until I at least go to sleep?" She shyly asked, moving his hand up to caress her cheek.

"Very well, my dear." Alucard said. Reassuringly, running his thumb over her heated cheek before pulling away to grab a wet cloth.

Such a benevolent, innocent, and naïve woman, Alucard associates himself with, believing his every word while claiming to love the man who keeps her in somewhat of a birdcage. Such a touchy and desperate little girl who craves his attention, yet he doesn't seem bothered by the thought. In fact, he seems to be thrilled to have her in his coffin, half naked with his cum running down.

Though at first, Alucard claimed it was out of pity when he first brought the poor girl to the manor, but it seemed different in Sir Integra’s eyes.

How he loomed over her through the shadows, watching her every move, and how his Master now has to force him to go on these missions he’s ordered to go, leaving not too long so he makes it on time to see the curvy beauty patiently waiting for him.

Alucard gently ran his fingers through her hair as she slept soundly, cuddling up next to him as he stroked her chubby cheek. Leaning in close, he place a soft and tender kiss on her parted lips.

Maybe he’ll keep his little curvy beauty as an adorable trophy wife.

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Ex-Husband Izuku Midoriya X Chubby Reader!

Warnings: Unprotected sex, dirty talk, Pet kink, Pet names (Baby, Mama Pup, Puppy), Public Display, Caught, DDLG-ish, Strength kink...?, Dom!Deku, Mentions Oral (Female receiving), Mentions the use of toys, you are a mommy, Breeding kink, Babytrapping, Jealous!Deku(for the first half), Jealous!Reader (just a small part), Possessive!Deku, Masturbation...? (Solo-ish male), Masochism-ish (The reader slowly enjoys being humiliated), The beginning of Master/Pet...? Basically, NSFW. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Please be mindful that all photos are not mine, but the making of the collage is.

MINORS DNI!!!! 🔞🙅🏻‍♀️ If you're not comfortable with this, please ignore!

Ex-Husband Izuku Midoriya with a chubby reader! who's been divorced from each other for over 4 and a half years yet that never stops him.

“Hi.”

“Hey.” They both awkwardly greeted one another.

“Thank you for agreeing to watch them tonight, I wasn't sure if you were working late again…” She shyly mentioned, fiddling with the long trench coat she was wearing, staring everywhere besides her ex-husband's tired gaze.

Izuku Mirdoriya, her ex-husband had grown so well since UA, sporting a much kept tame curly top, his whole body still kept in shape buffed up and so much taller (That no matter how tall you are he’s taller than you 😆). His freckles still were prominent on his cheeks, and the once innocent appeal was now tired and gloomy that he couldn't hide from her.

Izuku ran his fingers through his thick green locks while taking a step closer to her. The lighting that shine through the living room made her eyeshines and gave him a glimpse of her dolled up face, serving a look that was equivalent to a loving warm tone.

“They are my kids. I’ll always make time for them…” He reassured, pressing his lips together while shyly looking away before continuing, “...and you.”

Izuku cleared his throat, glancing back at her as he crossed his strong scarred arms across his broad chest. “J-Just because of our circumstances doesn't change a thing.”

Shyly she nodded averting his gaze while clutching her purse, chills ran through her body from how smooth his voice sounded. It’s one of the things she found most attractive about her ex-husband. Missing dearly his morning voice which was so deep and raspy.

She awkwardly shifted her weight from one foot to the other as she tried to balance herself on these unbearable high heels, hoping that her ex-husband won't notice.

It’s not that she wasn't in love with her Izuku, trust me the relationship was filled with love; she was still in love with him and he was still in love with her. The thing is, by being the #1 hero his work took up a lot of his time, basically a whole 24/7 job which he couldn't give to her or to Riku and Hana.

And she got sick of it, wanting, needing, and craving physical touch and her man's attention yet couldn't get. Spending a number of nights alone in their bed, wondering if he had forgotten about them and if he was safe. She couldn't bear it even though she convinced herself that she could handle being a wife to a man whose job threatened his life daily.

But sadly, she couldn’t handle it anymore, and with no surprise filed for divorce, handing the papers to Midoriya who wasn't expecting this, yet didn't complain, only quietly signing the paper with certain terms. Ouch…

She kept the house and he gets to see the kids whenever he wants. And that meant this occasion.

Since Izuku knew he couldn't be there all the time Izuku couldn't help himself from secretly telling his son to at any means not allow his mother to be with any other man. But in a simpler way which his son could understand, going as far as telling him to just give them his father's phone number. And his son did exactly that, one time having a random cashier wave him down as his mom was grabbing the bags, asking for the boy's mother number which he nodded while giving the man a phone number before walking with his mom as a smile spreads on his face as he chuckles to himself. Bless this man who calls the number. What he expected to hear was the sweet angelic voice from the curvy beauty at the grocery store but was shocked to hear a tired grunted voice, “Hello?”

“Uh, hey I don't know if you remember me, but I was the cashier who checked you out. It’s Hitori if you forgot, I saw you with your kid (Cute kid btw) and I was wondering…If you'd like to go out with me?” The man tried to sound confident however the longer he was speaking and silence on the other end it made him nervous and babble his whole speech. Until hearing a man chuckle from the other line. “Hate to break it to you pal, but she’s taken, happily married.” The man was shocked from hearing the man from the other side.

“I-I don't believe you! She wasn't wearing a ring. Do you honestly leave your wife going out without her ring on? Such a noob move, man.”

“That doesn't worry me cuz guess who's dick be buried deep in her nice and tight pussy. Hm~ Me.”

“-Tsk I-I don't believe you!”

“Zuzu, who are you talking to?” The angelic voice the cashier heard was in the background.

“No one, baby.” The man said to the curvy beauty before saying, “I’ll let you go. Don't call me or talk to my wife while she goes grocery shopping ever again. I won't hesitate to find you. Bye!” He cheerful says with a hint of fakeness at the end before hanging up. Can’t be having his curvy wife know what he’s been doing to sabotage her love life.

“Don't call me that! Anyway…who were you talking to?” She asks, trying to cover her nightgown with her robe since her ex-husband seems to enjoy coming inside her home and sleeping on the couch after his very late night shifts.

“No one...Why? Jealous? Don't worry, Baby I only have eyes on you.” He smile, chuckling when she whacked him with a pillow and left upstairs.

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“How was your day, bud?” Izuku questions the seven-year-old while placing the baby bag on the ground before sitting on the couch with his two-year-old daughter Hana in his arm.

“It was fun! Aunt Mimi (Mina) came with Kenta and we were playing.”

“Oh? That’s nice. How is mommy?”

“Bleh, she was talking to Mimi, about a date she's going to.”

That perks Deku’s interest.

A date?

With who?

Why didn't he get the memo?

And so it dawns on him, ‘So that's why she was looking so ravishing tonight.’

Wearing a long coat so he couldn't see what she was wearing (‘cause he would have known if so), which was most likely a dress that showed all her full-figured.

And Mina knew about this? No worries though ‘cause he doesn't plan on having his Mama pup too loose from the chain thinking she could be fucking any other guy but him.

“Alright, let's get yours and Hana pajamas on to watch this movie you want to watch.” Izuku smiles, taking the hyperactive kids to change, with a mental reminder that he needs to make a call.

“Hello?”

“Uh, hey Ashido. Listen, I need a favor.”

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He was in disgust with the way she was staring at the man seated across from her, tucking a piece of hair while batting those dow-eyes of her, so she could look cute.

And the outfit? Completely different from what she wore when bringing the kids instead of the long trench coat she was wearing before, she now wore a form-fitting dress that shows exactly what he knew would show, her fucking body that he desperately miss and wants to hold in every way.

He couldn't take it.

“Z-Zuku? What are you doing here?” She was shocked to see him, towering over them with his baggy grey sweat pants and white shirt that was definitely not appropriate for the fancy place she was at. Which made certain people stare at reason. Those pretty emerald green eyes of his that were once tired and depressed have now darken by anger, while looming over her date.

“While I’m taking care of our kids you're playing with this...” Midoriya held his tongue as his jaw clenched.

“Wait, kids?”

She couldn't believe he was putting her on blast as though what she was doing was wrong. It wasn't like she was hiding that she was a mother, it just wasn't brought up since it's barely been a solid forty-five minutes since they got there. Their food hasn't even come out yet.

“Izuku…” She quietly said, trying to calm her ex-husband down.

“I see you got rid of the long coat, what happen? Got too hot?”

Izuku was pissed, far beyond it that he had his arms crossed and shift his gaze at the stargaze man who was staring right back at him, too shock and what seems to be fanboying over him, while she was scared for the poor man's life.

“You must love married women if you're here with my wife.”

“-Enough Izuku!”

Suddenly noticing around them, she sees the whole restaurant staring at the commotion.

“What's going on?”

“Is she cheating on him?”

“Woah! Pro-hero Deku!”

“Embarrassing…”

Quickly she stands, “I’ll be right back!”

She smiles towards her date before turning and grabbing Izuku’s wrist with an angry expression while pulling him away before he could pounce on the poor man.

They headed near the restroom area to have some privacy.

Leaning against the wall, he bitterly said, “You moved on quite easily.” Nodding his head towards where they came from.

“I can't believe you, Izuku! That was the most humiliating thing that happened to me.” She angrily said with a flushed demeanor.

“You know none of this would be a problem if we try again and you let me move back into our house.”

“Don't make that an issue when it isn't.” There were people hastily trying to get away from the bickering ex-couple, arguing back and forth with each other for a good few minutes.

"Did you screw him?" Her eyes widened, surprised by his unexpected outbursts. "I ask you a question… Did that guy fuck that fat pussy?" He took a step forward, as she took a step back, caught off guard by his calm and collected manner.

He'd never spoken with such firmness and authority before.

Damn was that hot.

Her body was suddenly pressed against a wall she had no clue was behind her, taking advantage of the situation, Izuku traps her hands over her head with one of his own while the other caress her chin. "Ah, Zuku..." she whined.

"Answer the question." He murmurs raspily, fanning his breath over her ear then nipping at her earlobe.

"No," She finally answers, murmuring meekly while shaking her head, with those innocent, naive, dreamlike eyes of hers.

"I told you I-I’m not ready for that…" There's nothing to lie about, despite the fact that she's more than ready for it, just not with someone else.

"Such a good girl." He praises. Tracing her luscious lips with his thumb he smirks while pressing his thumb between her lips, obediently sucking on the thumb ever so longingly as a chill runs through her back. "It seems you’ve forgotten how good I make you feel." When she stared into his eyes, she saw how dark they had gotten, wild and fierce.

She broke away from her trance, urgently trying to pull away from his well built chest, knowing that if she persisted, her body would give in to the heap of desires sparking through them.

The mere thought of them making love made her heart race and her cunt tingle. How sex with her ex-husband was the best she experienced. The sensual kisses and the caresses he’d give her body just the unconditional attention and love that she deserve.

He turned his gaze next to her before staring back at her and pulls away, taking her by the arm and dragging her inside the ladies' room, to the handicap toilet, slamming the door behind them (but not close...).

"You're such an annoying woman. Pushing all my buttons and claiming you don't need me for anything, yet every time I fight back, you seem to enjoy it. Craving for my dick. You're such a spoiled brat who loves being mistreated." Izuku tears her dress collar, stretching the gorgeous dress that he actually bought her for an anniversary; just seeing her wear it for another guy just infuriated him.

"No…" She moans as his warm tongue wraps around her erect nipple while having her other nipple being pinched and played with by that enormous hand of his as she lazily tries to push away from him. Subconsciously she knew what he said was true, how she loves when he chases after her. It was one of her toxic traits.

She threw her arm around his neck as he hunched over, fingers running through his hair as Izuku fondled her breast while nursing on the other.

“Ah yes.” She missed this feeling, miss the way his eyes would slowly become a lustful daze.

“See you want this more than me. Admit it, Mama. It’s ok, Daddy misses this too~” He mutters between sucking her tits, waiting for her reply but was only met with her shyly shaking her head, making Izuku pull away with a sigh.

“Kya!” She quickly covers her mouth, as she feels his face go beneath her dress. Izuku sniffed her arousal as he flicked his tongue in her gaping hole, just the tip only.

Hands ravishing her body, arms wrapped around her waist and over her ass to cup them, forced her close to him, to finally stuff his tongue down in her greedy hole with his nose pressed against her clit.

“Izuku!” She whimpers out. “W-We can’t!” She stutters out, clinging to his shoulder while trying to push him away, despite knowing his strength.

God, just the smell of his manly scent made her go mad.

“I’m on a date!”

“You were on a date, now you're with me.” His raspy voice says smiling at her lovingly before leaning close to his meal. Spreading her lower lips to see her arousal trickling down to the ground. “You're so wet, here let me help.” He breathes out, in a daze with his tongue hanging out. He buried his tongue much deeper inside her, darting in and out of her wet and warm walls, his nose just constantly nudging against her clit as he ate her out, hands keeping a firm grip on her thighs to keep her from closing them or to leave from her seat that was his face. Slowly leading the two of them to be lost in each other's feeling within seconds, his feral grunts and her sweet whimpers as she moaned his name.

"You're not fair, cheating me into doing this when I should be moving on." The luxurious sensation of his pecs, collar, and shoulders under her, like if she were on a throne made her flush. As she tries to free herself by grinding her hips to the best of her abilities, she gives up when struck with pleasure from his tongue, the soft and wet muscle that sucks on her clit to keep her in submission.

"I'm the only one who can make you cum." He emphasized flicking the bud before spitting on it and gulping it down.

"You’re the one who wanted to get a divorce. I didn't." Her loud yelps gradually turned to gentle moans, as she felt severe slaps against her bare ass. To the touch, Izuku could feel the heat her ass had endure.

"Well... You didn't complain or fight to keep m-me, to keep us." She cried out, just trying not to fall off his face at this point.

"Believe me, I regret it." He grunts out, the vibration from his growls sending waves of pleasure through her lower part and wobbly knees. She tried standing up as straight as she could with Zuku’s long tongue following along, thrusting in and out of her as she tried to shove him away again but this time by his shoulder, but he wouldn't budge.

If anything he firmly tighten his grip on her thighs and stood up, tongue still buried deep within her, diving much further while leaning them against the wall behind them. In a panic she desperately tried to hold onto something so she wouldn't fall and break her neck, but the only support being was her ex-husband's muscular shoulders and his green locks.

She silently cries while leaning her head back as she arches her back from his harsh sucking.

"Zuku, too much.” She sluggishly said this while running her fingers through his hair, causing him to moan.

“Eep!”

Suddenly her head shot up when she heard a surprised gasp towards the open door of the bathroom. Seeing not one, two, or three, but a swarm of women standing there staring at her in disbelief, some stared through the mirror reflection with stunned faces, wondering what they are witnessing, and others who actually seems to be enjoying they saw. I mean, it's not every day you see the #1 pro hero eating someone out.

"Nho... P-Please look away!" She squeals and sobs out, instinctively wrapping her thighs around his head and nestling in closer to Izuku's body, pulling on his hair to conceal herself. While using her other hand to shoo the group of ladies to leave the embarrassing scene.

Honestly Izuku didn't seem to mind, glancing at the group of ladies who continued to stare at them before smirking and winking at them before turning back.

“Hiya!” He flattens his tongue, licking a strap from the fluttering hole to the throbbing hood of nerves, shooting waves of pleasure through her trembling form. He misses his baby pussy, addicted to laving the bead with his slick muscle to then suck the poor thing as she fought to push away from his greedy mouth that just kept latching on as he held her in place.

Not once does Izuku need to use his fingers (Besides helping spread her sopping lips), just never made a difference in his opinion. Just the feeling of nips, flicks, and kisses bestowed by his lips and tongue with nudges from his nose had her cumming so hard almost as hard as his beefy fat cock stuffed inside her.

Almost.

“Ah, Yes!” She cried out, the knot that slowly formed inside her snapped making her shudder and her back arch in the most awkward way with how confine it was as she felt more then cum come out, feeling the warm liquid go down on Izuku’s face. Though that seemed to trigger the pro-hero, hearing sweet pants and whines ripple through his throat. He was more then ready to go again, now wanting to witnessed many more times her pussy contract but on something else.

Just the thought of his woman marking her territory on her man’s face was getting this man so undoubtedly aroused that he was desperately relying on the limited space within his pants to get off, erratically bucking his hips against the wall he was holding her against as he pulled away from her twitching mess of a clit and the gaping hole desperately trying to feel the man in front of her.

Once finished he takes a step back, denying his throbbing cock, Izuku gracefully puts her down while help lower the hem of her dress as she supports herself against him. Glancing up to her ex-husband's face seeing he didn't bother wiping his chin from her fluids.

“C-Clean your face.” She stutters out as she frantically goes to leave his side until feeling Izuku takes a hold of her hands, moving his face close to her.

“Ok. Lick it.”

“Excuse me!” She whisper-shouted flabbergasted by his demand. “You're insane.” She tried to free her hands despite Izuku's firm grip on her.

“You're not leaving here until you lick your filth off my face. What's the matter? Embarrassed by the crowd? Too bad no one told you to be such a messy slut dating such a loser.” Her body began to heat up, loving this side of Izuku, not once has he raised his voice at her or speak to her in such filthy way, it seems Izuku finally has enough of her antics and took it upon himself to be the one in charge for once.

“Uh…I’ll do it if she doesn't want to.” Some woman shyly said.

“Y-Yeah me too.” Another added.

Soon the bathroom was filled with lustful cries and begs that wanted to be the one who licked or even just be acknowledged by the pro-hero. Causing jealousy to slowly seep through her, “Hey! Go find your own man!”

Going on her tippy toes, she licks Izuku’s face sloppily, tasting her fluid from his chin to his parted lips were she traces them before wrapping her tongue around his own having a full-on makeout session. Wrapping her arms around his neck as he signals her to jump in his arms to deepen it, making some ladies whine and whimper to have the same attention.

“Hmph! T-That’s enough. I did what you said so leave me alone.” She finally breaks free, pulling away when she felt Izuku rubbing his hard-on over her cloth folds. She wipes her lip, breaking the trail of saliva that connected their tongues while turning away from her ex-husband's lustful gaze, however, he kept hold of her wrist bringing her curvy form back next to him with just a tug.

“I don't think so Mama pup.”

“What are you…H-hey!” He dragged her out of the lady's room, walking past the dining area and out the front doors.

“Izuku, I can't just leave. My date is still waiting for me…” She shyly said nudging his hand while coming to a halt, glancing back to the dining hall where they came from.

“You’re seriously trying to go back to that man after being tongue fuck by your husband? You must be a more desperate whore than I thought.” He chuckles darkly.

“That’s not true.”

“-Tsk come with me or your date could be the one I take my pent-up frustration on. Which is it?” He narrowed his eyes, keeping a stronghold on her hand.

She wasn't trying to go back to that man, God please forgive her but she wants her baby daddy more than some random guy who was scared to even speak back to Izuku.

All she wants is her man's attention even if it wasn't intentional.

She was just too needy to say no to him, just giving a simple nod as he continued to drag her into her car passenger seat as he went to the driver's side. Having something much sinister in mind then rush home. I mean he is still punishing you, he just needs a place no one would interrupt.

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“Deku you actually went and got her.”

“Mina I’m so sorry for the trouble.” She shyly said, bowing to show her apology.

“Nonsense, girl. Besides your ex-husband here was scary, blaming me for setting you up on a date.” She whines, hugging her friend. They spoke for a bit until Mina finally planned to leave. “So…plan on leaving or having a little sleepover here?”

“I just stay for tonight, you know miss my babies.” Mina took note of how close Deku was to her friend, glancing and lightly brushing up on her. Oblivious to their lustful stares and why they took more than 2 hours when it was only 30 minutes to and from the place. “No, I understand I should let y'all go then!”

“S-See ya.” She smiled, weakly waving at Mina by the front door, body trembling when she felt her ex-husband's scarred hand travel down the middle of her back and down to the hem of her dress which he flip up to stuff two thick fingers inside her cum filled pussy.

“You think she knows you were fucked?” He whispers in her ear, as though he doesn't have two of his thick finger knuckles deep inside her already stuffed pussy.

“Now hurry up Puppy, Daddy wants to breed you again.” He whispers before quickly nibbling the helix of her ear as Izuku thrust his fingers much deeper in her, as she mindlessly closes the door while leaning against it. Slowly becoming a whiny bitch. “Shoo…Shut up before you won't get your hubby's dick! I’ll just let you use my fingers which you know I only use for punishment.” He hissed.

“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry.” She whimpers out. Well that was new. Not once ever saying “sir” to her ex during their intimate moments.

“Hm~ If only I had a tail buttplug and a leash I’d have you walking in all four around the house to punish you some more.” Her eyes shamefully rolled to the back of her head as she pressed her upper body against the closed door while arching her ass out wanting the aggressive pounding from those sausage fingers deeper in her cunt. “Like that? Wouldn't mind than me buying you a collar with the word ‘Owned’ on it so every guy knows you’ve been marked. -Tsk, thought having a second would make it clear but that's fine~”

You're just so in love with this man that no matter how many years have passed, she continues to go back to Daddy Zuku to be praised, acknowledged, and fucked in better ways by your loving husband- I mean ex!

Maybe she could try being a couple again.

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Ennoshita Chikara x Perv. Chubby Reader

Sadly Tumblr wants to be mean, but that's fine, hopefully, this won't be flagged. if curious to see the whole photo here is the link. 😊

Warning: Unprotected sex, dirty talk, mention the use of Toys, Pet names (Precious girl and Pretty girl), Mean!Ennoshita (You really be testin' his patience), Public display, Being caught..?, mention of Fem Masturbation, mention of body hair (of female). Basically, NSFW 🤷🏻‍♀

Please be mindful that all photos are not mines, but the making of the collage is.

MINORS DNI!!! 🔞🙅🏻‍♀️If you're not comfortable with this, please ignore!

Ennoshita with a Perv. Chubby Reader! who in everyone’s eyes, seems like a shy, quiet girl that no one seems to notice in their classroom, just the average bookworm with a boring look. However, as time progresses, she's seen as the girl who enjoys watching her boyfriend practice, but in reality, Ennoshita knows that’s not the case. Before they were together, he actually believed she was an innocent, shy type who was afraid of speaking to others, which was fine for him since he could have her all to himself. This was the case when first dating, but as their relationship seemed to grow, Ennoshita seemed to know her little antics.

The first time they did it, sure, she’d be nervous since it was her first time and she was feeling embarrassed cuz of her weight, but he reassured her, making it sensual and intense for their first time giving into each other. Yet the more ‘making love’ they did, the more he seemed to notice how adventurous she’d become.

It started with asking Ennoshita to try different sex positions that she read in a magazine on: mating press, reverse cowgirl, body surfing, and more that he can’t seem to remember. Then there were moments she would tease him if she had to do stuff after school she would come up behind him wrapping her arms around his waist pressing her soft form that he knew all too well against his back flustering him as he felt her soft plump stomach and breast. Or when Ennoshita was busy with practice would receive text messages from his shy girl sending lewd and filthy photos on his screen. Photos of her wearing lingerie that were posed in sexy angles with text messages to provoke him.

How do I look?

I wanted to surprise you but you seem so busy all the time that I never get you for myself…

If only you weren’t practicing right now. But it’s fine I’ll just use my toy that you bought me. 😊

And would send him a video with her fucking the small dildo that Ennoshita had bought her (which was much smaller than his. Ennoshita doesn’t like to compete with plastic) while using a mirror to show the whole scene. Having him frantically mute, pause, and close the phone when hearing her sweet moans crying out to him in the echoing gymnasium. With practice long gone from his mind, he quickly made up an excuse to leave practice early while grabbing his things, ignoring his teammate's question and statements, or caring to change to his uniform before dashing to her place.

Shyly, she'd ask Ennoshita if he wants to fuck her in different locations, and he applauds her, taking her to more commonplaces such as the living room and the restroom. But it didn't seem to be what she meant.

After practice one day, they head to the metro station and enter the relatively packed train, where she takes Ennoshita's hand and leads him to a corner, where she sits him down before spreading his strong legs to settle right on top of him. He slid his hands down to wrap around her waist as she slowly began to rock her hips against his cloth cock.

That was already hard until hearing Noya and Tanaka loud voices coming their way. It should have ruined the mood for them both; at least it did for him, though it was different for her. While he was awkwardly talking to the two who were towering over them, he seemed to notice that his precious girl still moving her hips, making him pinch her chubby side to keep her in check. But that seemed to fuel her. She enjoyed his giant hands touching her side; the warmth they provided, as well as how heavy-handed he was, made the pit of her belly go up in flames. With a flushed expression, she quietly took hold of the hand as she let out a sweet moan that the two jokesters seemed to notice and asked if she was alright, which Ennoshita quickly brushed off while noticeably knowing she had just come by the wet patch seeping through his pants and to his hard-on, plus by her lewd expression that he knew all too well.

Shit.

Yet here he is now, Ennoshita doing wall sits from what couch had told him would help increase his strength and endurance outside the gymnasium that was too stuffy and hot to do them in. Until noticing his pretty girl walking towards the gymnasium for what he assumed was to watch him practice which isn’t too new. Since being together, he somewhat forced her to come watch him so later on, he could take her home.

Whereas this time it seem like she wanted to show her brattier side, her doe eyes that make her seem innocent were now glaring at him with tears in the corner.

“Am I not good enough for you?”

“Of course you are, baby.”

“Then why won’t you fuck me!"

"I do-"

"-in public!”

The reason? Another one of her ‘curiosity’ (the same lol) she wants to try, though in Ennoshita’s defense he just doesn’t want what happened in the metro to go down again. He loves his girl, really he does and wouldn’t mind doing the deed in public but he refuses for some guy to see his girlfriend in her most vulnerable state.

Only he could.

“Cuz it’s a no. Are you questioning my authority?”

“It’s cuz you had enough of me? It’s because of my weight, isn’t it? And don’t like me anymore?” She sniffed, ignoring what he just said.

Turning away from him just for a moment before turning back with anger in her eyes. She finally seemed to snap, making rude remarks to him as she towered over his sitting position before saying a one-line killer. “It’s fine I’ll just find someone else who’ll want to fuck me.”

Oh, that did it.

without hesitation, he took a hold of her wrist pinning her down on his thick thighs while taking a hold of her jaw -well cheeks. “Oh really? Some guy when it took you how long till you finally show me this sluty side?”

She bit her tongue.

“Haha right like that would work. And even if that were to happen, I won’t let you go, pretty girl.”

Fine if she wanted to be a brat and have these little temper tantrums he could deal with that. Going in between them he rips off her panties and throws them at the conveniently closed bushes before sliding down his shorts and boxers to free his member.

“E-Ennoshita~” She cries out when feeling him slide into her already soaked cunt while keeping a stronghold on her trembling form.

“Look what you made me do!” He would hiss against her ear while moving their hips in rhythm.

“You wanted this, remember? So why cry now?” He continues thirsting, taking a hold of her soft doughy thighs to spread them more apart. All while she was in a daze, drool slipped from her lips and down her chin while wrapping an arm behind them to grasp the back of his head as she only gave a weak moan in response to what he said.

“Haha, you think another man could take you like this? Hmm, he wouldn’t know how to satisfy you, that's why you need your poor boyfriend, k. You know what? I don’t think you even deserve to cum…” that seemed to have woke her.

“Nnhhh~ what! no, I do deserve it! I promise I promise, to be good. Please, I'll be good!”

He knew as much as she got him craving her that he had also gotten her obsessed over him.

“I know you would.” Before continually stuffing her, making her flushed and crying to cum.

“Good evening sir.” He almost wanted to laugh at how her eyes that were close from ecstasy were now shot wide open from hearing Ennoshita talk to someone and that person being the principal.

She wanted to pull away and tried so until noticing she couldn’t even touch the ground with how Ennoshita had angled them as well as keeping a firm grip nice and tight on her thighs.

“Sorry if we’re disturbing your walk -oh what are we doing? Just some wall sits, well, I am she’s just helping give me some more weight to help with my strength that’s why we’re moving so much as you notice.”

What a liar. Lying through his teeth why he can’t help but continue fucking his girlfriend’s sweet cunt that if you hear very well could hear the slopping sounds. “Enjoy your walk.” Ennoshita fake a smile until the principal was out of sight.

“That was mean of you to tell him I was your extra weight, is that what you think of me?” With a pouted lip, she whispered. However, Ennoshita was unconcerned. With a blank expression on his face, he put a strong muscular arm around her waist, to penetrate deeper. Taking her by surprise.

“Ah~ Ennoshita I-I can’t, s’too much I-I wanna...”

"What is it? Cum right where anyone could see you. What a pervert. You love being treated like a useless toy. Wanting me to play with you in such a public area. We even almost got caught. You must really like being caught while being thrown all around so roughly, -tsk. You probably want me to share you around. Let my teammate play with you also."

“No!” She cried out, turning her head to see her mean boyfriend's face. Gosh did he look hot.

“Hm… I guess I'll let you cum but only cuz you kept those pretty sluty moans of yours down when the principle came.” He hissed while slumping between her shoulder and neck.

Ennoshita let go of her waist and pressed two of his thick fingers onto her swollen clit. "But…" Taking a break from his cervix-kissing abuse, he sits there while sluggishly rubbing her clit "the next time you do a stunt like that again, including putting words in my mouth. You will not be given this privilege again. Do you hear me?" He stops massaging and begins slapping the sensitive bud a few times, causing her to cry out as she hurries to bring her thighs together to protect the poor bud from his harsh strikes, only to have them spread much wider to take her punishment: having the hairs on her fupa grabbed on.

Ennoshita wasn't actually asking, more like advising his brat of a whore what she shouldn't do.

"Yes! Yes! I’m sorry, I’m sorry... l-just please let go." She sobs, grasping the wrist that was clutching her pubic hair, anxiously pleading with him to let go.

He lets go, sensing her subservient posture with her flushed, tear-stained face, and closed eyes. He chuckles while slamming right back into her. Now chasing his own high as he continues assaulting her overstimulated clit.

They finally let themselves go. Her greedy cunt milked him for everything he had, with his legs trembling as he gasped from the pure pleasure he was experiencing, Ennoshita was forced to stop stroking her clit and grab both of her thighs to maintain a consistent pace and prevent her from falling out of his lap with the intensity of each thrust.

She squeals, making him cover her filthy moans with the same fingers that were once toying with her, over her mouth, which she gladly sucked. Which he didn't find surprising. When you have a girlfriend that expects you to do a lot of things to her, you quickly become accustomed to it.

"Ah!" She shrieked clinging to Ennoshita's arms as she felt both of them slide down the wall and onto the ground, where Ennoshita and she exchanged glances before chuckling.

"Thank you, Chikara, for giving me what I wanted. You’re the best boyfriend ever!" She kissed his lips before standing up and freshening herself, turning back and blowing him a kiss as she skipped happily away. Ennoshita sits there, with his limp member still out, as he ponders and mentally slaps himself after looking away from his aftermath leaking out of her when she was out of sight.

Damn did she really manipulate him into doing her bidding?

——

“Your girlfriend is so nice.”

“I wish I find someone as cute as her.” Said some of his teammates.

Who are munching down on the homemade cookies his pretty girl had brought with that sweet smile on her face. Not even the next day, he comes in the gym to find his girlfriend already there handing out cookies, appearing like a sweet angel, though he knows her stunts and her meek demeanor was part of an act to get whatever she wants from him. And it’s not even to buy her cute stuff; it’s so she can own him and his cock. And that seems to be what she wants right now.

Speaking to the guy she’s most comfortable with, she notices his gaze on her, making her excuse herself before heading to him.

"Don't worry, Chi-senpai. I made you some as well, but because I was carrying so much, I left them in my locker. Could you take a quick break and come with me? " She held his hand in hers before walking away, leaving something in his grasp.

Opening the folded up paper he read: hurry up before your cookies get cold, you know where to find me~ Before he was able to meet her gaze, he watch as she secretly lifted her skirt, revealing her bare ass with something sparkly in between, before fleeing the gymnasium as their eyes crossed. He inhales sharply when noticing with a taunting smile on her face that she was showing a gemmed butt plug stuff in her.

‘Oh fuck~’

Without delay, Ennoshita eagerly chased after her. Slowly becoming subservient to his perverted girlfriend’s every request.

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Mezo Shoji x Perv. Chubby Reader!

Warnings: unprotected sex, bondage, dirty talk, Pet names (Princess/Baby/Goodgirl), size kink…?, DDLG (At the very end), Sub!Shoji (for the most part), mention the use of toys, mentions Oral (male receiving), Babytrapping-ish. Basically, NSFW. 🤷🏻‍♀️

Also be mindful that I didn't really mention much of the reader's appearance (Besides she's a female) since I wanted to keep it vague for everyone to relate as much as possible, though it is definitely for the more voluptuous side of ladies. 😊

Please be mindful that the photos are not mines, but the making of the collage is.

MINORS DNI!!! 🔞🙅🏻‍♀️If you’re not comfortable with this, please ignore!

Could we talk about Mezo Shoji with a perv!ChubbyReader. Before they were together she seemed like a normal being, if anything she was a shy, timid girl, which was ok with him since he is a simple guy. However, something seemed to happen when they began dating. They'd been with each other for almost three and a half years, and while time seemed to pass, Shoji happened to be aware of her antics.

For starters, it was intimate and passionate with love when they first did it, but the more they had sex, the more he appeared to notice how adventurous she'd gotten. Asking ever so shyly if Shoji could take her in different positions: Doggy style, cowgirl, face-off, leapfrog, ballet dancer, and so many more that he never knew about.

Where does she find these lewd positions?

Even during class transitions or over lunch, she would tease him with light touches on his chest and arms that he barely felt, but if no one was looking, she would grope his man boobies till his nipples were hard and there was a bulge in his pants. Even bending down right in front of him to “pick up” something that she dropped, when in reality it’s to actually grind against his already semi-hard cock. He is thankful for his quirk since it allows him to hide the sinful scene that is taking place right next to his peers.

And if she spots him a few steps behind her as she climbs the stairs, she would slide her skirt up to show her panty-covered ass before carrying on with her day while giggling at his flustered expression as he almost dropped the boxes he was assigned to transport somewhere.

Then she shyly asked if she could try new things on him, to which he applauded, allowing her to milk him while bound to a chair, naked with nipple clips and a cock ring. He knows he has the strength to break these ropes she tied him with, yet there's something about witnessing his shy princess blossoming into this confident, bold, and sexy woman that makes him play the helpless role. Despite the fact that all he wanted to do was break these restraints and take her on the spot.

Yet here they are now, Shoji being palmed by his pervert girlfriend in their empty classroom to “study”, asking him to reteach her the same problem that he showed her for the tenth time while tracing the outline of his already semi-hard cock not once breaking character while he was trembling and stumbling over his words. Now there was no lie this man had a nice juicy thick cock that obviously need its nice and tight warm cunt in, so she stopped their little charade and move the desk that was in front of them forward making him jolt before unbuckled his pants and sliding them down his meaty thighs, freeing his cock, that stood tall for her. The reader would slip her panties off while licking her lips from seeing the flushed shade of red of a tip that leaked helplessly from only a few seconds of neglect. He tried to protest saying how someone could have forgotten something and would come back, or one of the teachers walking by. But that didn’t stop or scare her, her mind too fogged up on the thought of her dick. She remembers when she wrapped Shoji up in bondages, how she would sometimes wrap a cute ribbon around the base of his cock while sucking him off to then finish it off with a few lipstick kisses peppered all around his lower abdomen and length that anyone could see if he was to lift his arms and his shirt was to rise.

Anyways… back to their “study session”. I think Shoji would manhandle her like crazy 😆🤤 But not in any harm’s way; simply taking charge of the situation, taking hold of her hips, and thrusting her down on his cock with how sexually frustrated they both knew he'd be with her teasing. To Shoji, she essentially becomes a human fleshlight. Clinging to his shoulder, she was in bliss from the sensation and the ways he used his quirk, morphing other hands and mouth to cup, suck, and bite over her breast and shoulders. Her dazed eyes seemed to cross, as his thrusts turned into sharp-angled blows that attacked her sweet spot, which she seemed to take note of since she was already out of it, too wrapped in the pleasure as slobber trickled down her chin.

It was after three orgasms later that Shoji was ready to burst, and she was aware of that too. As his thrust worsened, he grunted that he was about to cum, which was her cue to wrap her legs around his waist (including the chair he was sitting on) to keep him trapped, making Shoji mewl while trying to pull away, but was being forced back into her warm heat while having his body pressed together against hers, breast and chest rubbing against each other, pudge stomach squished against a well-toned one. He had to try and pry her away, hastily getting up while maintaining a firm grip on her ass and legs; he started to pull away again but was forced back inside by her legs, creating a strange pattern of him being pulled back and forth in her while standing.

She wails louder than expected as she tilts her head back. Panicked at the prospect of being caught, Shoji hurriedly covers her lips with one of his hands, which she gratefully sucked on. He wasn't surprised by her actions, having become accustomed to her slutty side. He groans while walking toward the desk in front of them. Laying her down softly, he then drapes his upper body over hers. The sensation of this massive man's body weight on her soft one was overpowering; she'd never told him this, but she enjoyed feeling small when he did that. He already towers over her while standing, but being this close and feeling his warm body and panting breath over her forehead, his lower abdomen having no problem bushing against her swollen clit. That was enough for her to cum, longing for a nice hot load from him. Which he obliged, too weak and exhausted to move away from her luscious legs (not like he was trying. He literally gave up a long time ago 😆), coming right inside her as she coos sweet nothing in his ear while caressing his arms and back.

He isn't normally like this; he was usually a calm and collected guy, but his brat of a girlfriend kept pushing him.

Cursing to himself as he was finally able to slip away from her body, he stared at the aftermath, cum trickling out of her well-abused cunt as it tried to clutch onto Shoji’s cock but couldn't.

“Look what you made me do…” He sighed.

But, looking up at him with innocent eyes, she leaned against the desk to reveal her pussy, spreading her lips to torment him with his come trickling down, "what do you mean, Baby? I just wanted to spend time with my boyfriend."

“Tch, fine, you want to act like an ignorant brat then you wouldn’t mind me using my stupid whores pussy as a stress reliever, do you? I had such a bad day with a girl classmate of mine who’s been teasing me for quite some time (It's you, boo~).” He fixated, his cock twitched in reaction to her movements and what he said.

He grasped her wrists and clasped them behind her back with one of his colossal hands after trapping her upper front torso to the desk. Another wraps around her neck, giving it a reassuring squeeze, before tilting her head up and kissing her feverishly.

She whimpered, tears welling up in her eyes, begging him to use her. Even going on her tippy toes to knead her ass on his member, trapped it between his lower abdomen and her crotch. Her ass swayed from side to side, stiffening the already semi-hard dick. He moves away from her, much to her dismay, as she whimpers and begs for his touch. Yet Shoji took his time, coating his cock with their mixed fluids that were slipping out of her to slam back into the weeping hole.

Making her jolt, arching herself back but was confined from his towering body over hers, making her cry from pleasure.

“Just know you’re responsible for the outcome.” With heart in her eyes and biting her lower lips, she nodded while eagerly answering him back, “Always~”

“Hmm…sorry didn’t quite hear that.” He said, tightening his hold on her neck.

“A-Always, Daddy~<3”

“Good girl.” He praises, tilting her head to kiss her again.

When he senses her striving to push herself upon him, he sighs.

Believe it or not, he doesn't like spoiled brats who think they can have everything they want, and as much as it was much his fault for letting her walk all over him, the six-arm man appeared to think otherwise, using his hands to his advantage in punishing his pervert lover.

So much for his simple life.

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